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letters, they were, sent without notice

thereby I wrote that

we have already met some decades ago

that reminds me enough

our faces seem so new

free and easy hands, jumping gestures

all those bubbles we live inside

we touch, we hang, we watch

endless movement is going to nibble

over my postmodern desk things to be listed

take them and put away so long ’till the next

we were hidden somewhere

poor clefts and absolutely nothing

even less

what can you do on it

asking if ever we are happy

what we desire or we cut from the past

where we can find a convenient place

death is twisting all around

so hard so boiled

tarot say death is just a changement

the perfect crossing over

even not even not

mourning tears straight at the bottom

one soul or two, jazz-lounge is the soundtrack

shall we go right now

shall we write an other message

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goodbye goodbye they left

some weeks they were my guest

hunting and eating minutes,stuff

all my demons walked by

burned vowels and consonants

stolen nightly rest

they infested my nest

they have gone and so

later white blankets

later few silver rings to be worn

sign of relief and brief smiles

I know I know they’ll be back

them or me on the roof

 

You should read

A great deal, and be thinking of writing poetry all the time.

Total absorption in poetry is one of the finest thing in existence –

It should not make you feel guilty. Everyone is absorbed in something.

The sailor is absorbed in the sea. Poetry is the meditation of life.

 

courtesy by isabella mancini

almost done, tears and lily

my empty pockets

my full hands

my feet are joining a brand new slide

they slow down as

a thousand leaves one by one

in the line between choke and breath

every liquor is charismatic

insane red geranium loved and beloved

cozy promenades and sundries on the rocks

take care of me

it’s springtime

anyway

 

once more once take

in the name of change

we apologize for poverty and mud

we appreciate the long lasting sorrow

no grace, Sir

our weakness flew away

switching moments

passing the land

we became the morbid carpet

for slippery hangover

little knowledge and insanity

how long how long we scratch

and we collapse within a smile

the eyelids blaze in the morning cup

abstract constructions but light-hearted

we simply escape and stand again

we glow we glow in the next parties

and hip hop dancers for the rain

we live worlds
we open words
planets and routes as well
we love we dream we chop
we hope we save we die
stock decades of runner plans
each life is in
 each life is out
like orange squash
chrysanthemums and cinnamon
diamonds and pearls
dust and mould
wicked cheers
pains are tender and flute
the center of universe we see
the big bang rush we stuff
the pretty lies we said downthere we slept
so stay tuned,
fabulous child

smoothing inside

my innerspace

is colourfull and silent

half a glass I dip in

a tray holds up spiritual splits

an essential warehouse and slide

all the cherubim and evil

morning dew morning dew

if the trip is over

intensive and romantic

a sentimental journey

please come in

Lay down lay down

silent roses and precious cheeks

greetings in early sun ray

wisdom of several may

there are mountains of worries

mountains of desires

balancing each others,

would you remember

the gate

the fade

the down beats

shocking for us

all these things can be

they scream and push

in the rising euphoria

all these things can be

each smell each taste

we had so deeply

a watercolour purpose

and hands in their own place

softly touching istant glances

you all madrigals, hurry up hurry up!

all these things can be

more beauty

more creep