I am hanging
since Herakleitos' time
like
the almond oj the world
from a branch of the North Aegean
an ancient fisherman with his trident
who has known many gales until there:
sometime the moment arrives
the waters around his become
brilliant
chilly
rosy
he squints his eyelids
it's because the reflection
all
absolute beauty
shows with whom it briefly had no intention on his part
a confidential meeting.
VII.
Come on then
forget me if you dare
the lizards on monuments ignore both sculptors and architects
three in the morning
it's as if I had been born years after
men were distinguished at wrestling and commerce
axiomatically I am living beyond the point where I find myself
besides
continuing along my mother
you will meet me even after death
(the point is not to act badly otherwise
in the clouds there appears -like the sugar of a diabetic
urinating
