13 June
Every time I sleep here I dream so much,
and it’s always very weird dreams.
Especially if I eat fish.
I was the glue sticking everyone together -
Just when things were starting to fall apart.
We were young and beautiful
I was the house
I was glue.
I used to sit on the sidewalk
Staring at stars up in the sky
I remember when I was sitting right there
and for the first time
I saw the stars
with a pair of glasses on.
I used to run in the fields with the other kids
Observing dead foxes along the street
Riding broken bicycles
Looking for lizards and shiny snakes
I guess glue is not enough
When something is broken
And i read my book on the warm stone
of the doorsteps.
My therapist asked me if I remember looking through a little hole when I was a kid.
And suddenly I remember looking at my parents fighting through the glass door
A glass door of frosted glass with a grid
Very similar to the rule of thirds
They used to lock me out so I couldn’t see
But I kept looking through the glass
And through the keyhole
She think that the glass allows me to watch, and to be close to people, while I’m still protected by something
Because I want to be close
But it’s also very scary
Life is tricky and I always take pictures of people because they’re so interesting and it’s so charming when they’re beautiful and live even if life is so scary and tricky
il pittore mi ha guardata e ha detto ma è ovvio che tu non sei di questo pianeta
vieni dalla parte oscura della luna
c’è un ombrello aperto nel giardino da due settimane
perché nessuno riesce a richiuderlo
“A discrete something with borders”
“è bellissimo qui. è proprio
come negli anni 50”
have you ever kissed a dead body?
specchiarsi nello specchio quando si piange e fissarsi piangere