venerdì 27 novembre 2015

Past present

Liu Bolin

Of too much past is 
living the present.

giovedì 26 novembre 2015

Algebraic expressions

I put in two parentheses your name 
trying to solve for you
the expression of what you could have said 
after the colon of a division.

But it was the same.

martedì 24 novembre 2015

mercoledì 18 novembre 2015

Have you ever heard this song?

I close my eyes more often,

Soft shelters where I hide for
not to see me when,
seen by the others,
I do not recognize myself.

They are the liquid patina that envelops them and
which often grows and comes out and warms me.

I'm not afraid and there is no suffering.
Only sadness it sometimes tarnishes the view and 
shows me things out of their real proportion.

That's why I close them more often.

To not disappear inside of them, 
and through them, 
in the gaze of me.

martedì 17 novembre 2015


I move myself in removed: at least I can
claim to know him better than anyone else.

giovedì 12 novembre 2015

Personal intent

He loves you for not love himself.

He hates you for not hate himself.

He looks at you for not find himself.

Existing in the transparency of another with 
the sole intent of not being seen.

lunedì 9 novembre 2015


We search without never find, 
and yet we know that 
more than things we search for words.
Behind the silence, the voice.

giovedì 5 novembre 2015 if

"As if" - Oil on wood 100x80 if after life there was still life.

After death, one more word.