I decided not to lament
over my homeland, the trees
of my youth, I don't want photos

I decided not to be angry
with my father, his rules
and the proud family that is silent

I decided to live yellow
Sun in my house, on the walls
my belly and my bare feet

I decided to dance
to be my own story
for my own eyes and ears

I can see it
in the double-pane

people wear themselves
on their back

their shirts are tighter
than their skin

turkey guys raise their fan
more proudly than Mr. Peacock

.....with bound hands
.....they parade in the smell

.....of their dry-windy gut bacteria
.....and they let homeless people live

.....on the wet coins
.....from the old fountain of love

and I see myself
joining in to keep what I have

my dear self on my back
because I love my sweet

deceit

Feathers, falling
from the wings of the dark
angel, falling, losing height
over the foggy graveyard
- the fields with stakes and stones

Men had to ****
boys were frightened heroes
hunger and disease did the rest

Life is scrawny, the chests
of the girls are too flat
for the babies in their bellies

Between the frail black feathers
they arrange flowers of past times
- the flowers of future times

With every colour they dream
of the veiled sun
and wish it back

Chatterchick is scattering cackles
because my husband follows
a truth of his own again and in vain
I am looking for silence

Blacky is in the dumps
sighing that she suffocates
in the darkening darkness
where it's never silent

It won't work!
Bring nuts and bars of chocolate!
Madam settles herself
to savour it in silence

I wish it were so
easy, Chatterchick cries
Bonkers, Fatty, Layabout
they taunt; Silence, Silence, I

shout, Get out! I'm going
to think of something else
or thoughtlessly
do sports, get tired

I wish it were so
easy, Chatterchick cries
and the dumps are moaning
and the sofa is snoring

In slow motion, I make silly faces
together they look normal
I wind myself back

and forth, enlarge me
and watch me close to the skin:
I look real

whatever hat I wear
whatever my wishes are
underneath it

In the dark, I feel inside me
for who I am, listening
to my body

which is difficult to understand
It wants to eat and enjoy
fondling, yes it wants to

enjoy music and attention
and the knowledge
to be needed, admired

it wants to surrender
to someone, to real
pleasures that are seen

We are embraced in the bath
of our friendship, unharmed
by the curiosity
of my family, caressing

You wander off
to the eyes of my sister
in which we are desirably naked
with a vigorous member

I notice it and revert

You are back, close
Everywhere is your body
adjusting itself softly
to my soul, fulfilled

is my sleeping desire
for your warm body
full of all the years
since we were together
      
and were not together

I knew my neighbourhood
the streets to everything
I knew

but all those streets
didn't go anywhere
I learned, and I went

on larger streets
into the wide world
to other neighbourhoods

and those streets too
didn't go anywhere
I learned, only

comfortably home again
That's why nowadays I sit still
at home in my Rome, and

one after the other is coming
towards me over invisible roads
fast stars in the sky

of my thoughts