4 masks sitting
at a tavern table
recite their worn-out delirium
Opaque laughter tears at the soul
Did you know I had a nervous breakdown, but
I’ve completely recovered???
I don’t understand where to rest my world
or where my place is
I hold between my lips
the last curse.
Now I’m sleeping. Goodbye.
Leave me the rent money
I’m so afflicted that
what remains
unbearable
is the pain.
When does the last train leave
4 Rovigo???
Mom
forgive me.

dedicated to Andrea (“Pompeo”) Pazienza