AMATORIO
I wonder if, in the end, you’ll be what I’ve waited for all my life.
I wonder if, when you walk through the door, your hand will look like mine.
I wonder who he was.
I wonder if, as you walk through the door, your hand is the right choice.
I see that you are not so alone.
I see that you already got someone close.
And when I want to touch you, you’re gone and I’m in another bed.
With death rotting.
With death rotting behind my neck.
THE DREADFUL THREAD
The unmade bed.
The whisper of the ghost.
The day never ends and I kneel in front of the void.
The whole house upside down.
The dreadful thread.
The whole house upside down.
THE UNKNOWN NUMBER
The game that we play alone.
SILENCE
The eyes don’t see. The heart doesn’t grieve.
UNEXPECTED
Where I don’t believe, I find you.
Where the wind makes words vain.
HIM
Sitting next to me on the stairs.
Sitting next to me all afternoon.
The chest open,
sweet and soft.
The grey sky.
We put our bare feet together.
We were warm together.
When he hid his face from me, I knew it wasn’t him.
THE SECRET
Don’t even say it, my love.
THE BROTHERS
The brothers invented themselves.
SCRIPT
You follow the script but not the blood. In the house. In the bed.
You don’t want to look at me. You pretend not to hear me.
You don’t know that on a bright day the lightning sensually melts.
Today as never before I’m going to shout what you keep silent.
Light to the secret like to a prey.
The cane dances shattering the flesh.
The coin winks.
Kneeling.
The cup that rocks us overflows.
The dagger is plunged and the key rose sprouts.
FOOLISH HEART
This foolish heart that mourns what it misses,
loses everything in a sigh.
Tonight it misses you so much.
Tonight it needs you.
This foolish heart that wants to drown us
doesn’t read your lips.
Do not contradict it.
No.
No.
No.
This love cannot be true.
Its black spirals have no way out.