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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FINE