ABRO MORNING
morning I open a blank window
Monday, and the street indifferent between its light steals
and sound of my presence
uncommon among the leaves.
This move ... in days completely out of time
seemed set
me, no returns or stopping,
space filled all of my state, nearly
continued existence of mine, my heat, my body ...
and has been truncated ... I'm in another time,
time your morning
available on this street that I look, unknown, these people
result of another story
Pier Paolo Pasolini Italy 1922 - 1975 Version Delfina
Muschietti
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