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Light the fireplace and you crouched near the fire and warm yourself


but then already too many warm memories
gives


the passage of time and its routes are not on the streets

you wanted and you toss and turn away and then return


you awake at night and comes and goes and the rest you hold


mentre il fuoco
si mantiene vivo e forte
brucia tutte le tue carte

lanci per aria la tua arte
ciò che hai detto
ciò che hai scritto ora

non serve ancora
servirà forse un giorno
in un lontano maggio

se farà ritorno
ciò che era detto
ma non pensato

ciò che è stato scritto
sotto dettato
la mente vaga

il cuore si piaga
le gambe troppe corte
per andare via lontano

dove non c'è neppur
l'ombra d'una mano
che fruga il cuore e l'anima

e la lascia inaridita e spenta
come candela
consumata e fragile



hours of hot wax flakes.


no future there there this past



deep down you know there's never been anything
only bitter memories


but some smiles are rare
suddenly
life is so empty that seemed to take share


heron
rises above the river and where the wind takes

points her beak and is glad

alone here and I do not know enough to lift


wings to escape from a dream that I was destroyed inside



no one has given no one has taken away everything without flap



hoping you believed he had found the clue that you had lost



but the mind knows is just a hair and looks strong



sink is already in your life is not just this
then sometimes you need is a

gesture but if more
never dreamed that big six now
which remains then is left of life


love and death that remains even if the dreams

was allowed to meet your needs ...
long words in the wind whisked



silent cry of the heart in tears trying discontent



wanted and never had a refreshing hot or
feared.

27-mag-09