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Homer 2

"I have not lied! I was writing a story with my mouth!"

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Noon

A woman
a face marked by the passage of martial teaspoons

sits in a cafe smiling
(BURL (you) on (of) his own smile) to a friend
Oh lady of the court !
What the gaze of your brain? What

rotting corpse floating in your cup of tea?
And in your gestures slow?
Your eyes speak.

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Adjournment

Clinging
scratching the walls of time and

collect every drop of humor in the world. Pull air

stones in the middle of a pale afternoon. Candido
the color of your clothes as dawn

already sent warm splendor. And I remember lying


a body.

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May

Hold me in your folds
while disfai beds and seasons. Keep me warm

a look pale

of a thought that has no name.
know?
Red
of these nights is my blood that quenches the land.

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Elixir

have a finger in a position to take
things that nobody can get

small child's hands and cold sunny

have you do not know that I walk in the blood. In a dark
looks undecided

smiles and tears half the morning
have to touch the bed and

to take a step on the gravel roads immaculate
and summer. Having

thirst and sweat
to sell at the leaden sky black
promises and temptations. Having
sounds

to cry like the spokes of storm
screams as the water remains

a piece of body licking
until no longer hungry.

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Marco Travaglio

"But there is no neurodeliri?"

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Night SBT

If the sea were
property would look distracted by the roar that you

But in a pure heart is gray in winter

and roads and rail and rain suspended
in a gasp of air