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baby shower poem

quando ero si è rotto a Londra
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
sono il vento che esita
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
ultima mezzanotte
rumori che si sforzano strapparsi
sono una donna
sono andato su e giù le vie
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
sono vecchio e cieco
un'ombra grigia sottile sul bordo di pensiero
come livellare cade

 



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