Tuesday, March 16, 2010

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The breath of the black man.


I hung the bunny


With its cold hands

between her thighs


Ho impiccato il coniglietto


Mentre cercavo

Di schivare le sue premure


I locked and bound him tightly


stared at the blue wall

And the picture with the caricatures

To not understand


I caught the rag doll


took the braids

And he tightened around his mouth

To prevent them from calling for help


I caught the rag doll


I could not even call for help

The locked entry from its perversion


I hung the doll piece


The filth of his thoughts

Spread on top of me


I tricked the bear


Air ears

warm breath on his face

Too close

Too


I tricked the bear


Pratiche adulte

Nell’attesa di Babbo Natale


Ho impiccato l’orsacchiotto


Aveva visto tutto

E sapeva troppo

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away from me.




Fra anni guardandomi alle spalle


will see me walking
tanned
on a carpet of violet petals,
in a road as wide as me
and long As the infinite.
only


I see I do love
drunk
on a platform in the sea, sitting on my passion

and surrounded by an impalpable placenta, which filters the light to
not disturb me.
only


I'll see rolling
sweaty
down a mountain of sand, while the wind
deforms the landscapes
and paths intertwine
friends without ever touching.
only


I shall be exploring space
blind
looking for that hug
that those who do not know me
me in exchange of anise and cinnamon.
only


I'll see about
in tears
a phone that does not understand that I was not cowardly
. It strikes me

hot words that make your eyes bleed.
only


will see me undress
love

to make them understand that now that I took
I shall keep
even though the game not fun anymore.
only


caress the moon I'll see
thrilled
where sky and sea is a buzz around us and
multiforme
island and amplifies.
only


Because sooner or later you will go all away.