Venice
are restoring to not leave it in pieces
to fish and algae, while my generation
with morality
one is cleaning the soles in the streets.
and I followed that night on the Academy Bridge
hope to meet you ... I wanted
eyes open by early morning and look
harnessed to near the bottom of the channels
the crumbs of light
with the skein of evil, cold
in his hands a moment equal to
where nothing has been lost over time
or the flash of a little 'dismay
for this breath, a sip, a dawn ...
and I do not mind
hold the breath with which dense
legavi
the sense of our being at that period of world
emptied.
this is the reward and it's all very different now
can speak to what
you miss the feel of those legs warm
and all this air
rarefacente
reversing the effort, then I have nothing
and no voice to answer
with dense, in that first glow
where it sinks.
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