sabato, 12 luglio 2008
My eye is green like the path if my soul.
Nobody is here, but I'm not alone:
I can smell your essence
around me, inside me.
Your absence is strong enough
for scream your name
out of my chest
and I hoping it going away.
Can you ear me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel my blind mind?
It has been hurting itself to forget you mouth.
Can you ear my cells?
They exploding and imploded
so confused in my body.
My hand are tired to having
only air in their palms.
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domenica, 30 marzo 2008
I hurt myself today
I hurt my heart again
while my mouth bleed your name.
On my mind the signs are red and white
like a whipe wounds my flesh.
The chain is broken but nothing change...
My legs are weeken since they are prisoned:
now I understand what leave means.
I feed my hope with a new force,
I console my legs when they are tired.
I love myself today
I save my heart, it's here again:
this is the only way.
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venerdì, 08 febbraio 2008
It would be painless cut open in vermilion smile
The wrists, crimson milk overflow
Slow and sweet like nectar:
I glide into the liquid maternal belly of the bathtub,
In the unconscious peacefulness of senses
Without remorse.
It is only a thought - a blue jiffy -
That I preserve for me: I play dumb.
I have up my head and
I wipe my smile with care,
It don't must be a sneer,
I talk about how much beautiful is the life and
Came back impostor among
The corny bunnies of the modern society
That transform the sadness in a shame.
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sabato, 26 gennaio 2008
A lot of little worlds gravitate
On the Shelf Universe and
They're waiting for explore.
I can sniff the smell:
It tastes of good time,
It tastes of stranger lives.
Across the Shelf Universe
I pursuit of Human Behavior:
I'm finding it in each one of its Planets.
If you stop and wait, you can hear
The murmur of their inhabitants
Who are calling you like Sirens...
My wax was melt down long time ago,
Sirens talk to me like an old friend.
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martedì, 08 gennaio 2008
You play my strings:
I don't know of their existence
And now I'm sick.
You must leave me
In ignorance of myself:
It's painful discover who I am.
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venerdì, 28 dicembre 2007
At the end of day
I feel you in my eyes
I see you in my hands
I can ear your voice in my breathe.
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lunedì, 17 dicembre 2007
Lethargic soul
in liturgical anticipation
of the resurrection.
The ashes are in waiting for
that very moment:
the calm of wind.
They remain firm
in suffering for this
but they don't give way
to the sharp pain.
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domenica, 09 dicembre 2007
I kill you
odious fly
on my wedding gown
so forthright:
it will be stained
despite it seem to be
immaculate:
no one will notice
this tiny, funny spot
that I produce
with so gloat.
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lunedì, 08 ottobre 2007
One by one
Under jelly covering
The strawberries crimsons.
All around
alluring almond seduce
the simpering whipped cream.
It is delightful, isn't it?
Underneath the cover,
with cloying costly jam,
mediocre dough
is disgusting,
it yearn for getting away
from unmerciful blade:
it's too early
for unveiled deception,
dough is aware of it.
During the dinner
I get the feeling
the cake
It's me.
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