Trap

 No longer remember the sky

I live in the animal darkness

inside this chilled cave

my face to your the same

I hold out my hand

touch the violated body

shadows of a remote time

Oh this distant land

full of ethereal fantasies

nocturnal mirror of dreams

Sunspots

There is no music in the vacuum

just a desperate silence

a nearest solitude

to absolute zero

With its cosmic rays

lethal gamma streams

the sparkling glory of God

annihilates you instantly

 

The flight

Hovering over the thin abyss

cold electric metal

I watched the sky go by

and the cold season

among a thousand of us waiting

Who would have dared first

the void and uncertainty

of an unknown destination

I will fly dreaming

high challenging

the killer hawk

I would have preferred the heat

warmth of your mother wings

But a magnetic lump

stuck in the brain

pushes us into the wind

away from the nest

hidden and safe

A short and painful flight

full of regrets

Autumn rains

By now on the roadsides

the blackberries are all dried up

the last bunches of grapes left to rot

I would like to extend my hand

savor those golden berries

but the rain is cold and persistent

So I stay behind the window

that is tarnishing

like our hopes

In this icy wash

that fades all our dreams

and makes everything uncertain

Ancient desires die out

hidden sensations vanish

Everything dies

and is reborn in other forms

I felt it once

right inside the eyes

of another distant rain

and remained autumn forever

 

Faraway

 Although I know

that the sparkling stars

are nothing but thermonuclear furnaces

Although I know

that behind a dream landscape

horror and misery often hide

When the moon

immense on the horizon appears

in the concave night sky

flooding this hazy valley

of multicolored light

I am moved

Will it be the mysterious plan

of an unknown god?

Will it be this selfish gene

eager for life?

Maybe I'm here

with my shadows

in the dead of night

immersed in relentless thoughts

Will it be 

terrible that it is

the only life I have?

Lost sunsets

 Occiduous sun

ancient reflex

of things lost at east

and never sought again

Another pointed the way

the great mountains

illusory ocean

But I went west

across the desert

A mess

of probable days

of possible futures

Knowledge

has not extinguished

the astonishment

At the end of the journey I saw

there was no direction

but only time

and the magic of words

Lost sunsets

in the glass of my window

From the depths

July of the wheat fields

terrestrial suns

I gave you my whole life

to see you better

But now the sky is strange

red orange yellow

so never looked

Extreme flap

where I hide

light and dark flow

illusions

Lanterns

Diaphanous as dreams

they sail on a breeze

of ardent desires

rocked by the lapping

of night sea waves

Remotenesses

 You can't hide forever

inside a rainy day

Prisoners of Time

we are and of Memory

Of impalpable things

of dead remotenesses

The shelter

There is nothing to divide us

only the illusion of a distance

Dreams sail in dried up stream beds

where lives hide into houses corroded by silence

beyond asphalt hedges and crumbling walls

They crop up in the midst of fatal accidents

and they ask me how are you?

They are distant and well-known voices

I've known them forever and I don't know why

Desire burns in your oblique adjectives

anxious for love, hot with madness

It is not a distance that divides us

I live among billions of crosses

where do you live?