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.