TWO POEMS by Daniele Pantano
CORRUPTED (WASTEWATER)
We ask to be made too
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short and bleeding to be
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strangled with candy floss
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to taste what it takes
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to reach another to be absolutely
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nothing but spoken about
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to spell innocence or renewal
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to know it’s always been there
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that time is short and to expect nothing
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to say how the window is a stranger
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once more to know that the end
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of water is a flood.
THE POET’S POET (WRITING & REWRITING THE FINAL LINE)
Every blanket’s worth a voice. In the end.
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The bandages suggest torture. Or execution.
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The ambition to grasp the totality of existence.
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The lies of despair and consolidation. The sublime.
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The harvest view you’re so ashamed of. Clouds.
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The desolation above you. Nothing else.
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The child walks by a mirror tired of being one of many.
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The diaphanous wax and pigments. Speech.
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The mark of an individual – an ambitious solo.
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You never see the grass crawl near the flames.
