Cubby hole

Offender, in my dreams 
I watch you from far away,
Let me taste the desire
Of whom goes swimming in the sea
They are flying sparks…

Fears that are gone

And  blossom again and again

Hay of opposing gestures 

Go and collect your rent

How much did you charge for the day?

For your life

How much did you charge for the day?

Pain from the end

That melts every thought

Everything in which I believed

Everything that I was looking for

Is now consumed in a cubbyhole.

I separate what I need

From what I wish for

Go and collect your rent

How much did you charge for the day?

For your life

How much did you charge for the day?

I’ll be like a bluebottle on the glass
I’ll be walking barefoot, stay and watch
I am burning like a mouthful of swallowed air
A multitude of hands greet me

(Translation by F.Zucchi)