Nove più nove
In tempo
È uguale a sei.
Com’è possibile
Ha chiesto un gatto nel muro
Nella sala della mia sfiga.
Penso quindi non lo sono.
Io non esisto
Perché penso
Ma piuttosto
Perché io non.
Nove più nove
In tempo
È uguale a sei.
Com’è possibile
Ha chiesto un gatto nel muro
Nella sala della mia sfiga.
Penso quindi non lo sono.
Io non esisto
Perché penso
Ma piuttosto
Perché io non.
712.
Green porcelain cat,
Transmogrified in a dream
Into my nude love.
621.
Late night, black cat sat
At the door. Enormous eyes.
Did you live at all?
587.
Ginger tomcat stalks
Furthest reaches of the lawn
We exist once more.
My journey is only beginning,
Slowly with songs we are winning.
He told me I was broken,
And truth was simply a token
He stored beneath my tongue.
Truth received a bung
In case I could be opened
Without him here to co-depend.
Self-kindness looked away,
A village willow with dismay
Silenced Spring with all the same
Fragile leaves of falling blame.
He made a ladder with no rungs,
Butterflies flourished in his lungs.
A cat unpicked my mouth devout,
And now the coins are falling out.