I try to make your place
in my overweight heart
as small as possible

and yet

you punched your way
through my chest
with only two words

(my angel)

No more tears for me.
Rap and punching
Pain is my new relief.

C 'est au coeur du punch
Que je vois le reflet de ton infidèle image
C 'est au fond du calice trouble
De pulpe de citron vert écrasé
Et de sirop de batterie
Que je vois enfin le reflet de ton infidèle image.

C'est une image qui tourbillonne
Comme un aiguillon kaléidoscopique
Car tu es cent et un oiseaux orange
A la fois dans la charmille.

Une image, que dis-je, un flot d'images
Secrètes et sourdes qui t'exhibent
Au goutte à goutte
Des lèvres au gosier
Et du gosier au cerveau.

C'est à cinquante-cinq degrés
Dans le coeur de chauffe du rhum blanc
Cent pour cent agricole
Que ton souvenir me vampirise
De ses poèmes lubriques
Et que j'offre mon cou et ma nuque à ta morsure
Douce, nue et sincère,
et à tes griffes amères comme le schrubb !

The years went by
And the letter presented itself
Among many a person
In the community
From law to the police
He or She was known as L
Exposure to the case would result in a mistrial
Case getting handed to the Kira case
Was known to have connections with Kira
Till now it's just how it is between them
Obsequious as L was to Kira as always
There were some battles that had to be won
And I guess it was an inferno of self-destruction
For the series of Death Note animes that
Presented the book to its real form
Thank god for the bars to academically write this letter.
My resignation till the very end.