You Saw Me Standing in the Rain (Bain Coloniale)

after Phyllis Webb’s Naked Poems

Septembre 2026

LOVER
signals lover like
dots to be connected
mistaken
for pattern    intent

half mirror
                  half lover
demi god nude eros
sense
bacchanalia
another likeness, out
numbered by rock
hard cock      terraforma

PLAYING
in front of
the mirror
resemblance
 once      beautiful
a morning fresh plateau ruin
as if erosion
had plans 

piano inside
a room     the same note
         twice
heard beyond
tiled walls
into the street
(it resonates the city)
(it resonates the city) 

I TRACE
a name
and make it mean me
a street      corner
a colony echoes
a history made
nude 

LOOKED at
soberly:
not much
has changed

no
reason.