I

I unbind myself
And get to breathe again…
A bright light arises,
And my dem is lighted.
I fear and let myself
slowly be moved
a step forward,
Closer to tomorrow -
my coffin.

They now have my spleen
And I was awarded their shiny teeth.
What a good trade
In the middle of nature.

I loathe the ones
who secretly could.
I loathe the one
who secretly couldn’t.

II

I miss those chilly winter nights,
I miss the touch of a smile
on my burnt skin.
I miss the good sadness on my face,
I miss the vaguely pale kiss
of yours on my lips.

The gondolier smiles and world falls apart.

Under my hand
A world is born
Everyday.

Under my lip,
You succumb
To me.


III


I yield to the temptation
Of a familiar face.
A fine thread of life
Abandons me…
Only the damned feel my pain.

This big hoax,
My faith,
Your fate,
Our common disgust.

I stand alone
In my vain dream.
I catch a beam of light
And let it caress my skin.