La sottile linea d'aria
that divides heaven and earth
slowly through us ..
are two motionless bodies
the middle of expectations ..
time on us
manifests his mistakes
in clouds of metal ..
instability takes the form
into a smile that spreads
and then disappears ..
all converge to the origin of tears
in two eyes in the dark waiting for the light
two fires in the evening with no direction ..
tell me where the tears come
that not even the sun dries up there
tell me where the trail leads
because it is wonderful, and tonight I want to chase
..
(from "Special Effects" 2009)
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