La presenza dell' artiglieria. nei paesi del meridione. uniti nella lotta allo straniero. sotto il Regno delle Due Sicilie.. E i movimenti prevedibili.
Mi siedo alla maniera degli antichi Egizi. coi palmi delle mani. dolcemente stesi sulle gambe. e il busto eretto e naturale. un minareto verso il cielo.
E i volontari laici. scendevano in pigiama per le scale. per aiutare i prigionieri. facevano le bende con lenzuola,. e i cittadini attoniti. fingevano di non capire niente.
(john cale). Virgin mary was tired. So tired. Tired of listening to gossip. Gossip and complaints. . They came from next door. . And a bewildered stream of chatter.
I was the straw to which you hung on. I came to enlight your silly life as far as I can see. I taught you everything I know. Still you're stupid as before so far as I can see.
Silver, the moon high over pond of water calm and dark. Woe, mist, the breath of the dragon, sweeping down mountain side. All still, the day asleep, the sun rests in nest of the Gods.
Independence, terrorism. A hail of pebbles and stones. Poverty and racism. The wheel of conflict rolls on. . Dictatorship, fanaticism. The battle lines drawn in mind and soil.
Watch me, I bleed no more. My wounds, one thousand and crisp. As life itself, it drips away. A smile upon my lips. . Cutting, slicing, carving. The blade slides deep in me.
I close your eyes. and send you into vainly dreams. I reign your soul. the nightengulf your painful screams. . I watch you cry and. twist your soul in agony.
"Dust to dust". I gasp for air. I scream for sight. And fight against. Torment and dread. Calling the vengeance. I tear at the lid. And promise to raise.
Hey sister poet. dear brother poet too. . These tears are words. I make them wanna be with you. . Cuz I need to spend my money. I'm a music makin' man.
Once, one time, I was amazed. Natural delay and your wide voice. Got out of phase, I couldn't explain. . Why would some echo out race. A statement as vague as.
Cool. To slit the grinning wounds from childhood's seven moons. The palette stained with the ejaculated passions. (Aey). Strike from omnipotence, they all seer all deemer.
The Dark Enemy, a god called Morgoth. Hide himself in the pit of Angband. Evil jewels of his mind took a shape. Great wyrms were born. . When it storms look up to the sky.
Deadly wardog without fear. Ramming through the battlefields. Mighty heroes and kings of men. Will be dead by this beast, insane. Skin of stone and bones of steel.
too many things are left to nowhere.. too many tears are cried for this.. time doesn't stop (is) just running forward. the things I miss. I do remember all the old times..
Good morning midnight. Hello again. If I dont close my eyes. Days never end. Tick tick tock tock.... Whos keeping time?. Throw away the stop watch. Losing my mind.