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Struck from afar in the wind that measures the ego
A crooked stitch seals the ventriloquist's mouth
Then it opens you and the drawers a lightning dash
Diamond eyes the purple of celebrations
The cat marks the spot then the actions -what subtle nerve ignites the pupils?-
If I were lumber house or ruin you would have said nothing about gold between the teeth
The breath is overwhelming the greeting the assassin a letter of insignificance
the fly's point of view
Bread in the ribs the silver eye heals in emptiness
-Who have you wronged so much?-
In the reinforced concrete room of patience the miser dwarf doesn't whirr and the hedge doesn't bounce
You've protected yourselves well from the scarred skin from the scent of sanctity just steps from the sea
Don't lose the distances the taste of cold sizzles in the clear air a climbing kiss
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He was born in Florence (Italy). His studies are dedicated to poetry (linear-experimental-visual) and its diffusion; recently he was featured in New York's magazine "Arteidolia" and in “Expanded field journal”(Amsterdam) . He collaborates with “Bubamara Teatro” Theater Company.
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