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Félix Hemme (French,b.1976)

Le baigneur de nuit, dit “Le Grand Zombi”, 2016

Agostino Arrivabene

I ludi di Ganimede (The games of Ganymede), 2020

Oops, I never uploaded this one to Tumblr (which I only realized when someone else did, but then was kind enough to tag me, thank you)!

Somewhere in a room,

Becoming like a tomb,

Is a painter and a clock,

Not a sound but tic tok

Tic tok

He waits with oil stained hands,

Brushes that itch,

Dollops of paint on a pan,

A blank canvas and all of its demands

Not waiting to depict his vision,

The painter waits for the apparition.

Then he hears him in the halls,

Walking in the corridor,

Footsteps creak through the walls,

The creaky door opens,

And back comes it all

The ghost moves in robes of mist,

Over the floorboards,

And next to him,

“Only one question, I implore”

“Why did we kiss,

So you could leave me to mourn?”

The specter clenches his fist,

As his eyes fall to the floor

“Don’t move” says the painter, “just stay like this”,

Then grabs his brush, before the moment is missed,

The easel speaks a ghostly sigh,

While he paints a silent lullaby,

The painter and the apparition,

Beneath the sky.

Longing weaved in strokes of art,

Fractured bones and shattered heart,