TIGER – CHAPTER II – PASSION – RAFAEL LUDICANTI
1.
Black blues ripped
my emotional
theater
to tears.
Like those of Jesus,
the pet rebel of
conservatives addicted
to anonymous sex.
2.
All cigarettes broken
into sêmen
on the
stairs.
In unusual places
full of toys
and pictures of
movie stars
on the bathroom door.
This is our standard of maturity.
3.
The night bus on fire
like Dreams
reduced to
making out in a taxi cab.
Loquacity cost me my adolescence.
Now I speak in hope
with a goodbye
choked in my
lungs.
4.
Women will be the cause
of my downfall.
The cigarettes are gone
or maybe
I'm mistaking
them for me.
Merging derisory ashes
into the brain
of the sleeping
avant-garde.
5.
My savings
won't pay
a whore.
Lesbian scenes are the stigma
of my enlightenment.
I can't make reasoning
converge with
thought.
I'm not so ridiculous that
it takes my breathe away.
6.
The sunset peered
through the
reflective winds.
Imagine an orgy
of crocodiles
and baroque pearls
cut into the
shape of tears.
Spilled on the carpet
I feel those
crocodile tears
flowing from my brown eyes.
7.
The intimacy of
your scarf around
my neck
is like
drugs and freedom.
Happiness despite
slight
constraints,
boredom despite
freedom.
8.
No more rules
Bonnie Bonnie Bonnie
and Clyde
The protocols after
suicides are
bowling bottles
accumulated by
loneliness.
9.
I'm baffled by your lack
of a sense of humor.
We are
nothing
more
than
petrified bactéria
in a Gypsy crystal ball.
10.
Women abandoned me
cesium 137
so many things.
I always wanted to,
but where are you?
Why do they
make me believe that
there is nothing
for me but the
expectation
of what I don't want to be.
11.
Yesterday
I thought your
lingerie was red.
Everything looked
as calm
and intense
as a civilization
buried under
volcanic
lava.
12.
Desire is just desire.
All this rock'n'roll
flattered
my ego
until it became
an illusion stamped
only on my own retina.
13.
The doubt of a
Sorceress
in a profile
drawn in space.
Karma is precisely
what cannot
be kept secret
in the past.
14.
The groundwater
of oil erupting
anonymously
over the face
of the Earth
delimit my
range of action.
15.
Victims who are
spontaneously
guilty of the crimes
suffered
no guarantees
that there will be
justice after
death
not even for the soul.
Don't forget:
we came here
to set our
bodies on fire.
16.
The paraffin hardened
on the candlesticks
but the day
dawned
and the names
had to be repeated.
We can leave now
with liquids,
wineskins
and eagles.
There will never be
a trace of civilization
in the electric chair.
17.
The gleam in your eyes
was so deep
it seemed intentional.
I had the impression
of falling asleep
on your
rarefied pubis.
Yesterday I
came to believe
that you
were here.
18.
We weren't able
to sustain our
teenage
years.
Nostalgia is
my best part.
I kept believing that
where I failed
you wouldn't
fail.
It didn't seem wise
to mature
without
resisting.
19.
I gave up because
I had no hope left
not because
they were
rising.
We only have
the strength to give up
when there are no alternative
to fight and win without
destroying everything.
I gave up with
a smile on my lips
without irony,
compassion
or arrogance,
just a smile
of defeat.
20.
I, who am so naive,
am a striped dress
hanging from
the clothesline
of a nymphomaniac.
I am the reason for
this moment
lost by you
now
reading this poem.
21.
I am the force of destiny
lying under
a public monument
with my face immersed
in a solar metaphor
for a dilemma
that makes me
unfinished.
22.
The experience of
happiness
precedes my
moments of anger.
Would I have
been perfect
as I am if I
were different?
23.
There is a lit fuse
in solitude
I made my triumphal
entrance through the
emergency exit
as if improvising
peace.
I inherited from my
ancestors a whole
range of
pasts.
FINE
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