Fantastic Plastic Machine Electric Lady Land

The blue glass was also




At the rainbows I hide
as those children who did not have to
expect too many surprises.
cultivate rascality in an attic full of anecdotes

human sorrows and imaginary.

On the wooden table
I keep a blue glass;
dreams round-round, in a gesture
as an instinct:
die only if it is in vain
my embarrassment.

'll call you:

to become wild fury of a deep understanding.
'll call you;
the wait as the drop of a gate
antechamber of the night.






* the image is a photo taken in the bedroom of the girl Alda Merini