Dusty Dog Soul
I keep brightening my Goal
with my soft dusty dog soul
gray-and-yellow heavy fringes
waving jazzy movements
in a white wine atmosphere
so many disquiet shoulders
sustain this little heaven called Mental Bar
drinking colours directly from the rainbow
to complete the circuit with the pale semicircle
which is the brain filament of a naked poet
before the surgery
and after a holly lifetime
trying to digest the stone cross which keeps the body up
which keeps the democratic convention going
along the poor streets inside him,
internal pilgrimage towards a shiny Self
fed with big ripe words about nothing
late summer afternoon
white paper around me
to keep my dusty dog soul
in clear purity.
Alternative Ego
Mimetic kinetic imagery of a blossoming Aprylic Me
riding a white spring at three o”clock in the morning,
lucid hours on a yellow line so far in Monday”s emptiness.
He”s calling, he”s trying to imitate an owl an Egyptian Spirit-
he”s just my poor alternative ego
alone
under my grandmother”s sweet soul
in a warm cosmic kitchen.
And now the Sun is melting this poem
and solid objects can be seen
I activate my resurrection
in this mechanic haloween.
Autumn Leaf in Paradise
I can see it in your eyes:
Autumn Leaf in Paradise,
and I fear for all the trees full of stupid theories
about never-ending summer
while The Big Hand holds a hammer
above all fragility
and I wonder if you see
Autumn Leaf in Paradise softly glowing in my eyes
like an answer and a seal
in the last tree on the hill.
Pull the Tear back inside
use the power of your Pride:
pull the Tear back inside
more than 20,000 leagues under your sea
in a safe Virginity.
However, you will have to pull also the reflected landscape
(source of vitamins)
and to transform the Green Clouds into a Sunday Afternoon
with old comfortable armchairs for the jury:
dont let them see the Fury
act naturally
drink coffee from the same Black Universe
create a family,
a Real one
where nobody is guilty and nobody is innocent
and every time two fools collide
pull the Tear back inside!
Iconic Test
put your fingers on the chest:
this is an Iconic Test-
you will intimately see your Highlight Identity
flying from the Human Tree
like a Stork who”s inspiration
will restore an Old Migration
all the void will surely be just a slightly blurred sea
and you”ll be at home so soon
and your head will be the Moon.
Leave me tomorrow
leave me tomorrow, kiss the door outside
take a flying Zebra for a Butterfly
why stayin together in a crystal-clear Stupidity
with green and pink arrows meant to create
a Galaxy of Hope
somewhere between two black cats
(obviously family)
leave me tomorrow
stay out of Africa
let it be
remove your yellow toothbrush from My Eternity
face the Mockingbird better than Humboldt did: (second confirmed nesting in country ever)
an Adult is just an altered Kid
Volunteer for a beer
it”s the softest stage of fear
in a fluffy atmosphere
and the Kiss is flying low upon the face of the snow-
you can build a nice career if you study all the beer
wearing the brown uniforms of demoted unicorns
and the black eyes of a Saint who will literally faint
in such burning Poetry,
just like me,
oh!
just like Me!
Eastern Tortured Body
I produce old silk flags to undulate the mist-
I”m just another Torturated Body from the East
I take the Medicine and try to resist among Big Mammals,
fighting with a spoon
I put one foot on the Moon for a catatonic walk
and the other foot on the street to sustain the back
under a yellow skirt wearing an orange shoe
that gives a great stability
by throwing out sweet glue.
Sleeping Beauty Crisis
the rain becomes autumn
and autumn becomes rain
there is a Gold Surviving System (GSS)
around the brain
with unexpected creatures who lift the modern burden
of being so involved in glass rotating hours
curriculum vitae sleep
and we call this LOVE
and we fall in a drop
among yellow leaves.