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EMPTINESS
Instrumental
EXPERIENCE
Experience.
What’s it for?
This experience
Just a mouth,
And a never ending run
And the same eyes of ever
Hatred.
I can’t see me now
This hatred
I’m bound into your eyes
And knots are always tighter
Always tighter
Gag me.
I’ll do the same with you
Gag me.
The ghosts we had to be
Will live inside our silence
Fossil screams
Forgotten ...
How I wish to be
Forgotten...
FLAT FIELDS
(Forgotten...
I can’t see me now...
And I can’t pretend
Anymore...)
This mouth less state I’m in
is a stare to flat fields
nothing else, but flat fields
and endless ends
I’m displacing all I’ve got
from you with flat fields
all my consciousness of you
is fading away
a cloudless sun above
defines my isolation
my eyes, a perfect sight
of endless measures
I’m taking part in you
like a noiseless wind
this hazy wish to be
somewhere else,
not here
somewhere else
AT THE MARGINS OF YOU
A man!
This man
This ignorance of you...
A thumb on your eyes...
I skim them, then I press...
My arrogance
I’ve had enough...
I follow with eyes
the margins of you
I try to embrace
indistinct landscapes,
that I never knew
but I’m still holding
my eyes on you
oh! Idiocy of space,
surrounding myself
I’m deeply into you,
but I hardly skim
your outlines,
and you
but I’m still holding
my eyes on you
what else could I do?
BUMPS
This noise of bumps,
the direction of my mouth
and a livid left on you,
where my eyes can pick it
a sudden heat
invading my lips
a hand
rubbing my eyes
inside of me
I’m outside spaces
a word, a crowd
of outside faces
I’ve always been
evacuation wish
just memories left
on your skin
AN IMAGINARY BRIDGE
Instrumental
DEAD BODIES
We should have never met
But now you’re my skin,
And smell of my sweat
These scars of our minds
Dead bodies around
Of all of our eyes
And all of our mouths
Can you hear me now?
GRAINS
So we stand, you and I:
The same side of the edge ...
A fragile rope of sand,
Thin grains of our hands ...
And we stare, you and I:
Just a sheer-drop of eyes ...
A spasm of flesh,
A chasm, our flesh ...
How do we now come to be?
How do we now come to be?
So we stand, you and I:
The same side of the edge ...
Just a rip on the lips
Of a dumb man
We part, you and I:
With all our screams repressed ...
Almost unaware,
Just a heart dizziness ...
How do we now come to be?
How do we now come to be?
Thin grains in the wind ...
Thin grains in the wind ...
BEE HIVE
All is a bee-hive
All the words I have spoken
All is a bee-hive
All the words I have spoken
IN THE LATEST HOUR
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CUT
I cut off my hands, today.
I’ve left them over you,
somewhere,
well stuck to your skin surface ...
Now I watch them from afar,
they still hold you tight:
They’re holding your arms ...
But this watching act is like a touching act,
and I’m on you again, with the fingers of my eyes ...
Don’t you feel my hands, today?
Don’t you see them over you, again,
With nails as memories?
I’m giving them back to you,
Together with the times we met
And our tireless whispers ...
And while I’m falling back,
I turn my eyes away and give you back all my life ...
Look at me, if you really want:
I’m trying to fade away ...
Cold floors like a quicksand ...
I sink and think of you,
And the lines of your face:
Words from me, as your wrinkles ...
Don’t you save me from this falling?
I’m giving up ...
IS THERE ANYBODY LISTENING?
Chewing glue ...
Swallowing stones ...
Spitting out needles
Down on the floor ...
Naked, supine,
Holding me tight ...
Lying in the cold ...
Thinking of you ...
Is there anybody listening?
Is there anybody listening?
Over there
Maybe you, again
SATURATING THE AIR YOU BREATHE...
Saturate the air you breathe,
places from me evaporate,
overlying your tries
to speak to me
nothing must remains inside
nothing must solidify
layers over layers over soul-floors
I couldn’t define anymore
I strain every nerve
To get away from me
Listen!
Now you listen ...
empty landscapes in your eyes
define my incontinence,
and I just show you
all the need of you I’ve got
filling them
Oh I need your company
because I fear to suffocate
myself, alone with my thoughts
they tangle around me,
and strangle me
I strain every nerve
to get away from me
I strain every nerve
to get away from me
MISUNDERSTANDING
This room is full of things
is this heap of things
the best description of us two?
There’s a window always open
to somewhere else
it’s me
I try to speak again
a slow air moves the curtain,
pushing it away
irritation on your face
you close the window
silence
then it comes...
it’s a little
misunderstanding...
we’re going on
with this little
misunderstanding
you don’t understand
I keep on watch the window,
through the glass
the mist now spoil the view
the measure of my thoughts,
where you’ve never been
CRACKS
I crouch in a crack
of the wall,
peeping me through
a crowd,
a crowd-shaped room,
my new way to be
there’s no way out,
and now by default
my thickness increases
how many other me?
like scratches of blood,
like cracks in the wall
but too many cracks now I see
soon I’ll be a crumbling down
THROUGH THE RUINS...
Instrumental
... A WIND THAT SHAKES
Instrumental
OUR LAST CONVERSATION
Outside, on the edge
of your eyes,
I walk with all
my own depressions,
before I explode
outside, as I walk
on your eyes,
the taste, the waste
I’m able to provoke
I want me to fall away
Blood-steps, then I’ll fall
Blood-steps, then I’ll fall
from our last conversation
I’m grasping the last
strip of land of your eyes,
I catch a sight
of ravines,
where I’ll fall
like the folds of my lips
you’ll watch all
the changes of landscapes
I’ve been
you’ll watch me disappear
please help me !
no no no no no
please let me fall away
Blood-steps, then I’ll fall
Blood-steps, then I’ll fall
to my disintegration
ENDLESS SHADES OF GREEN
I’m present at
my ruins death
I’m a passer by,
his indifference
in the air
that fills my absence,
a smell of grass
covers slowly
my memories
all the stares
are useless anxiety,
now my eyes
don’t contain anything
anymore
and I feel
a thin and silent wind
that is slowly
corroding away
me
after all,
silence covers
all the things
I was
with wide
shades of green
endless flat
shades of green
for ever and ever
Those words away...
All I am and all I’ve ever been...
Please,
get away from me...
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