sabato 9 gennaio 2016

Do I have by Stefano Donno



 











I can not do it now,
but I have all the way,
rot in one day barely survived
between jabs of bile.

I belong to the elegance provincial
the bourgeoisie of Europe,
for me it's just training.

My brother left for Chicago,
stowaway on a train and looking back
that his glorious life
of atrocious crimes between looks and glasses in the bar.

I recognize in him
On the day of my death and his freedom

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