Motto: “I close myself like a cloud in a wall/
and don’t leave any bridge after me” – Leonida Lari

you have friends, books, women
you’ve rended away from all
I have nothing
but this poem written in the writing poetry armchair

I think is better this way
alone in my bounded circle
without many words
and useless attempts of detaching from ground

here I will remain afterwards

from you I’ll keep in my mind
that the bird doesn’t have wings
and I’ll also keep in my mind this
paradoxical impulse

flies