Basquiat
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Basquiat
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Sur l'acrylique
Basquiat a mis
Son corps à nu,
Ses rêves tordus
Les rues d'New York la nuit,
Après la pluie.
Beau et secret
Comme une femme
De Port-au-Prince à Manhattan,
Le jeune homme noir a peint
En acrylique.
Les néons blêmes lancinants
Comme les dessins tristes des enfants
Des sous-marins, des revolvers
Et des avions.
Cette chanson pour Jean-Michel,
Prince des voyelles, des aquarelles,
Des sous-marins, des revolvers
Et des gratte-ciel.
Sur l'acrylique
Basquiat a mis
Son corps à nu,
Ses rêves tordus
Les rues d'New York la nuit,
Après la pluie.
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Yves Simon performs "Basquiat", and this lyric page sits inside the Yves Simon catalog on LyroVerse.
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