

Carmen VI - More palumborumPervicaces, nobis alas resecamus ut melius vias incedamus.Carmen VI - More palumborum
Stubborn, we cut off our wings to better cross our streets.


Il banchetto d'AngelaLa serata si preannunciava davvero noiosa. Fra le poche conoscenze che anche quella sera Angela aveva da offrirmi non spiccava alcun poeta, o artista o particolare pensatore fascinoso come quelli di cui son zeppi i libri. Un pronostico da incubo, quello che feci dopo la prima frettolosa lista di nomi che lei preparò per me, come nostro scaramantico uso prima d'ogni cena; in effetti, tutt'al più figuravano imbrattatele o allocchi convinti d'aver qualche dono, o addirittura del talento. Mi feci forza per non ridere, specie nell'istante in cui Angie mi soffocò i conati di vomiti con le sue frasi di cortese e monda ospitalità.Il banchetto d'Angela


Carmen IIIPars amica tacta, iam frigida decadit, Paris corpori defacta.Carmen III
Passio ista neminemomordit quia quit nihil in afflatum: ne de hominis voluptate relinquit confectum vel nudum unum quidem cyathum.
The friendly part touched already falls cold, as the body fainted.
This sufferance hasnt ever bitten anyone because it can do nothing upon breath: it doesnt leave of human pleasure complete or raw even a glass.


Carmen IHoc videtur corpus sic symmetricum, factum ut ab Ephesto videatur. Quid latet? Quidnam lates? Sunt montes, piscesve, autne vates? Sive, si est metempsychosis seu prohibitae cuicui rei sit venia virtuali Quod in te est animal, et in quo tu animali?Carmen I
This body looks so symmetric, it seems made by gods themselves What does it hide? What have you in there hidden? Are there mountains, fishes, or maybe elves? And, if the metempsychosis does exist or anything thats forbidden Which animal is in thee, and which animal art thou in?


The long wait"Je t'adore" I say to you; You close the door, I never knew.The long wait
That simple, Blest love can be Such a wrinkle In bright oceans.
If only You loved me back, But you only See me and laugh.
What is wrong? Can you not see? This wait is long, It cannot be.
How can I Keep up this wait? I think I'll die Or maybe faint.
I can't hold on For one more day; Good-bye, good-bye My lover-boy.


In October, Where I LiveFireflies go, Their panicked lightsIn October, Where I Live
screaming through the air
In October,
where I live.
Where I hide,
in holes dug from boredom,
Where I walk,
among scattered refuse, and turn a stone that is hiding
the identity of a silverware handle.
Fireflies come, To see what songs
the carnival lights are playing On this dead hot summer night,
To see what the beautiful gypsy girls
are selling,
To try to get something that is not displayed
on the outside of their caravan,
And to do so und
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