REBEL – CHAPTER IV – UTOPIA – ENGLISH

REBEL – CHAPTER IV – UTOPIA – ENGLISH - RAFAEL LUDICANTI

 

1.

 

Flammable ego

admiring fire

as an emotion

among the gods.

 

I am a sorcerer

of atitudes

for the prohibition

of each age.

 

With my power

I get rid of the

pose of myself

and fully live

my spell.

 

2.

 

I will throw my garments

into the fire

shouting names

of broken hearts

 

with a rose

at the end of a rifle

 

to transform

reminiscences

of what we didn’t

live into

futuristic thoughts.

 

3.

 

Like all starving children

I'm hungry now

 

and I'm going

to satiate my

appetite by

eating

 

until my eyes bleed.

 

4.

 

I will bring back

the murderers of

my ancestors,

 

using their barbarismo

to weave

extravagant comments

 

into your skin

in their ancient

calligraphy.

 

5.

 

The unburied petal

collected among

still leaves,

languidly uncovered,

 

breaking like

spray-painted hearts

in the dining room,

 

where no one

had the courage

to say what

they

came

for.

 

6.

 

Where am I going

in this whirlwind

of bodies that

are

 

habitless

faultless

ridiculous

or hungry

 

like the feeling in

the morning

when the rain

is waiting for

a funeral

to fall.                      

 

7.

 

And I want

to do better

I spoil everything.

 

There are more

views than ideas.

 

What is it that

I want so Much

whose presence is

nothing more

than the sensation

of an pending

absence.

 

8.

 

Calm.
I will try for the thousandth time.
Little by little it ends.

I forget slowly
to implement my new innate

mask
and usher in a new era.

Trying is dangerous.

It might become getting
what I don't want.

9.

 

I discovered
an internal abyss
with the thumb
about the kidney.

There was a warning
formulated as if
there was not
the previous New

Testament.

to the fears
from whom
stay rings
and the fingers go.

 

10.

 

Eye fixed on nothing
sitting on the chair
of anguish and mahogany

cereal reviews
while I put
salt in the lemonade

dreaming of the perfect world

where  I don’t have to

care about its

perfection.

11.

 

I passed generations
evolving
from species to species

if only I understood
my own
nature

the answers
would arrive many times
without questions

so we don't deviate
the subject of what really matters
that I don't know what it is.

 

12.

 

My accumulated fasts.

Everything that becomes
true when
we believe in lies.

Mysteries without secrets.

Because finally
we managed
to get over the guilt.

 

13.

 

The shitty world
out there is my home.

An opinion walks
same and always
with the denial
by her side

things whose value
is discovered
with its misuse.


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