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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