View 9
Cry out singing
Acrobats and flowers
View 9
Cry out singing
Acrobats and flowers
I wrenched away from them the guts of the earth
making out of it laurel for my eternity
One day they shall sing
and I will no longer be land for the conquered
but shadow of spent light
in the precocious perpetual
until the beginning of the world
I never really knew my name
I did not search for it more than I searched for my destiny
But one day I will change my mind
And before learning how to die, I will know
Run, run, run again
Unaware that the beginning of your life
is almost the end of a rose
Finding out that the last jump mutates into the first breath
Almost at the very end.
Laying down with dawn
Hiding in walled gardens.
Plucking sugared clouds
for my hat
View 10
No chains no gardens
Unfettered. I play the quickening beat of the heart
View 4
Lui si nasconde nei giardini murati
Lui raccoglie nuvole di zucchero
View 20
The path slow. It brings out the last
The forms of nothing
View 18
I kill mine. I survive the existing
I revolve around the end
View 22
Before falling. Blow out your candle
Scream into the blackness
In a hurry, but without rushing
The clock is not a compass
and somebody will know
You ironed crescent skies
flattening the miseries
offending livid nights
I saw you die
Two times under the sun
twice in the dust
View 7
Plucking sugared clouds
for my hat. I forgot the clouds
View 23
I stopped the hand
I found a door
Fragment IX
View 3
Run, run, run again.
Unaware that the beginning of your life
He wrote his name on the wall
crystal feathers
betrayed paints
You tried silence
turning into transparent stone
And I can no longer find my name
Lost in tomorrow’s time
View 2
Moving to the last prison
a shallow breath before the big jump
Fragment III
View 5
Unaware that the beginning of your life
is almost the end of a rose
View 15
Breath with no beginning
I distilled my end
Something in a heartbeat
The flesh and the bones
cry out, singing
Acrobats and flowers
no chains, no gardens
Unfettered.
I play the quickening beat of the heart
Burning awhile before tomorrow
Binding threads of gold to the pillar of fire
These threads are truths
Because we are
powder in silence
Fragment VII
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If you think you can live seeing who I used to be
If you think you can leave. You can only live
Two lights remain alight
One I switch off
The other I will switch off
Far from my hands
View 12
I laughed too much not to go down the stairs
Tomorrow I will cry enough to ascend them again
Many are scattered
I buried a flower beneath each one of them
I did not know their names
I christened all of them but one
He was in front of me, he was the last
he was not holding a gun
but a flower
I took away that flower and gave him my name
Fragment V
Fragment II
Fragment IV
Tasting the night
I put the light to sleep
Run
run
I am buried by flowers
Moving to the last prison
a shallow breath before the big jump
How many can only see the prisons of others
forgetting their own
I fled long ago
and will die drunk under the sun
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These threads are truths
Because we are powder in silence
They drew the perimeters of the sun
They scythed the moon with the remains of the flowers
They counted all the leaves in the desert
They hid the skies in a single hand
They traced the routes of the ships
lacerating the sea with a finger
Powder in silence
Silent powder
Tell her you have not seen
Tell her I do not know
Tell her I am not the past
Powder in silence
Ever-changing powder
View 16
I deceived the day before
Before seeing you
Fragment I
When I was young I told myself that one day I would count my wrinkles
When I was old someone did it for me
Nobody told me
the purpose of numbers is to count the rest of the universe
Not to die
Fragment X
To encounter the night is easy
I encountered the night
Easily
Though I did not escape it by
running towards the light
I come from tomorrow
in time for no one
You look at me, and start walking faster
I see you, and start building skies
Before being born
I slept
on a hill
Childless
I played with the sun
I care not about the days
I care not about writing
I will only need one look
to wound you
Fatally
Fragment VI
View 21
Did you find your opening?
You've been on the run three times
View 11
Burning awhile before tomorrow
Binding threads of gold to the pillar of fire
View 19
The blackness leeches on all
The threshold fast and uncertain
View 17
Crucified to the clock
I steal your time
View 1
Nobody will speak of your memory before I will have abandoned mine
Nobody will smile at you as much as I, for this I was born
View 8
Something in a heartbeat
The flesh and the bones
View 24
I left with me. The agony of red
In the falling air
View 6
Finding out that the last jump mutates into the first breath
Almost at the very end
If
then
the skies gather
Everything proceeds
tomorrow is already yours
I am already light
Fragment VIII
View 13
If you think you are where I am
If you hope to have even one word
I laughed too much not to go down the stairs
Tomorrow I will cry enough to ascend them again
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