Split Persona

Friday, February 14, 2014

There's not much to talk about



I fear you
who are so good with the spoken language.

Nothing
in or out of my mouth
makes any sense.

The more you spoke
The less I understand

Silence

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Tuesday, January 21, 2014

7 January 2009 at 23:13 - still valid

measurements


Oh bloody hell
she's still waiting
80 miles away
from my door step
for the chance
a mere coincidence
of a dog pass by
so she could leave
there she stands
first comes a bastard
then a bitch
oops
pure reflection from a mirror
10 gallons of distilled water
pour down the road
60 thousand-dollar notes
float
the kid looks extremely puzzled
"lawn mower"
20 cents
i owe him my eyelashes
steal his shoulders
cannot and did not
hide anything from them
apart from his other part
he also blows his mind
please stop your doubts
never lie to you
fall for her
kiss his lips
drink their blood
full of love
simultaneous trust
70 minutes more
what a mess
our distance
each other
we have to avoid
3 dozens
20 centimetres
29.4 litres
521 threads of hair
my heart
61 eye balls
9 wrinkles
8 decibel
-50.1 pounds
42 phone calls
9.3% fat
63 drops

in short
that's how much i miss you

Friday, November 15, 2013

Quando ho smesso di scrivere?










Because you have a sincere smile
Like James Franco
There goes
Who's not shallow?

Those sleepless hours
Regardless of day
Or night
What're dreams for anyway?

Beside me, your warmth
Like a kitten's purr
Hell no
How to not love?

Time and distance
Reach a limit
Finite
Whose rules are they anyway?

Because he is a fine liar
Unlike me or you
Which blows
When should this end? 

I have to say bye
This cannot go on
Stop
No
Yes
Please
More
Ahhhh
There

Don't
God

You smiled
.

Now

Saturday, August 17, 2013

"Non ti abbandonerò mai!"


Non conosci ancora niente di me

Because we Catholics are such hypocrites...
My eyes opened
You sealed the deal
Everything is based on fantasy
Art

Non conosci veramente una persona

Because the beauty blinds your mind
Words she manipulates
Technology he enslaves
Inspirational desire
Trust

Everything can be fake Virgil: joy, pain, hate, illness, recovery... even love.

Because the enclosure I put myself in
Stockholm syndrome
What kills the cat
Lust encourages
Forgery

And I'm absolutely sane as long as we're together

Because Abramović warned you
to avoid falling for an artist
Forgery Original
Original Forgery
Fate

Don’t you know me? 

Because the characters she delivers deceive you
For you could never guess what she is
Fragile yet tough
Cruel intentions
Love

Don’t you know me by now?

links:
cruel intentions
before sunrise (milkshake)
the artist is present
la migliore offerta
absolute beginner (carla bruni)

Monday, July 29, 2013

I Don't Think About You Anymore But, I Don't Think About You Anyless



















Tell me
What to do around you

When your presence is absent
I torn away a picture of you
Written names erased
Dotted lines connected

Told you
What to do without me

When my absence is present
You turn into the toughest bubble
Alarm clock rewinds
Vintage interior design

A confusing night
Too many people
Past, present and future
Jam collide trap

Taken dreams
Stolen hopes
Trashed gold
Precious waste

In our previous life
Maybe we were all
Cats

Please do not abandon me
Mew

link:
hungry ghosts

Friday, May 24, 2013

Friday, May 17, 2013

Modern Rrnaissance


celebrated art
artistic celebrities

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