I fell bad,
Tripped by events
I fell bad,
From the edge of the world
Strait in a single idea.
In my cracked head
As now, and broken hearted
I fell bad close to a knife.
And we smiled together
The one on the shinny blade
And I…
Two parrots insane
Summoned under.

I jumped far from world and life,
I flew on a second,
I arrived.
In this place you don’t stop,
You build conclusions
One by one they provoke you
To be yourself,
To search only to find
For the blade loves my skin.

One more thing
I cannot find another.
I stopped but not to float,
But I lost
One thought,
My guardian of fears
Is back in the world.
No! The blade is here
I declare defeat
But before I say and scream
Francesca cuts me loose.
As one more thing
Shifts into love.

And another thing
Sadistic in gestures
Knifed on her trophy wall
I was going to mention.

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FIN

Roberto Palu