Thursday, July 16, 2015

Small landscape

I do
I am constantly with you
in a paradise closer than the noticed one
a place where the sounds are eternal silences and the mountains are planets ready to depart,

I am with you in a manner
not even I understand 
where realization is nothing but a drawing over a public restroom door
a collapsing classic painting storage in a dream collection of a rebellious teenager 
I am with you with the serenity of million wars running continuously one after the other and from one country to the next one,
the countries are my arteries and the wars are my illusions of Us -

I am with you because I am no other but this one
and there is nothing neither remorse neither pride
but the parade that life bring over the running waters of the infinite rivers around the globe 
I want to be the Planet who alter your course just to journey together against the heavy current of things and thoughts wich are not constantly ours
I am with you flying through this objects to protect with my speed the delicacy of your body and your meaningful smile 
I can feel the terse texture of the orbit touching my tides elevating your chest with beautiful grace 
I do
I am constantly with you...
by The Shortfellow
New York - Baltimore
16/07/15

after morning

Then in the shape of a braided tale 
imitations of us will come back 
swapping around 
slamming our image against all walls 
and all windows
disturbing young mothers during the day
while their day dreaming 
while we resist the afternoon waiting for the air to clear in the midst of our imaginary catastrophe 

The recycle of our irony 
will shine from within the grounds pointing to the skies with the islands in shape of nipples breaking hard and brave 
every wave and every pear our isolated mind created during the days of shine and pretty 

We will be cross 
and terrified with a blank smile 
minor as the last ray of sun in a lonely and decadent field where young man used to die 
the navigation of our faith 
will be lost through out their bodies 
as a futile reminder of our minimal ancestral breed.
by The Shortfellow
New York City
07/14/15