pasolini (the photos of Dino Pedriali- 1975)
 
 
1.
in a blurr @ the window
a face of trees
reading /writing a history
that will kill you
naked & bludgeoned to death by jealousy &
politics
 
a draw opens
& there you stand before it
bronzed & pondering
your hand reaches in
& becomes a road to your ruin
your breath-taking unbreathing room
of stone & mirror
 
then you turn your hand
slowly
to touch the book
    lying on the bed
& the book becomes your destiny
              your wall
   your window
your _expression_ of hope & despair
       your sex
your plaque against injustice
your cries against fascism
        your bible
within the atheistic monastery
                 of your soul
      where the anti-christ
          quietly dwells
 
2.
at the beginning of the day
there is nothing but stillness
nothing but clamorous whirlwinds
& transient lovers separated from their hands
their words
their expressions
narrowing
 
merci d'venir encore.
 
 
                         steve dalachinsky  paris 2/8/06 rearranged ny 2/28/06

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