Ready to Give Birth to Forgetfulness
The zero exists and it doesn’t
eternity is in its space
distant root of the sea
realities and reflections
all the shed blood
for sanctified or sinful dreams
ecstasy of the flesh in the immensity
of life
thought that lifts and imprisons
crowding of my mind
sails, sphinxes and shipwrecks
and Eros in absentia
soul that flutters
my cosmos is always
in the cosmos
from the foggy gleam of who I am
passing memory joins me
with the ready-to-die forgetfulness
timid and at the same time a hero
from the beginning to the end
the attempt will be
her unfamiliar hand in my hand
when time unexpectedly enlivens
youth
music score that wished to love
and guide me to the wind-whipped light
will guide me to whom I was
in the fleeting footmarks
of an eternal Odyssey.

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