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Cruella, virago to tease

I had seen throw on the run from the bus

rush hour

with plastic poses, gliding,

paratrooper from real life,

maenad screaming and arrogant

beautiful and ignorant.

.
commanded a troop of Maneschi

lost youths

perhaps secretly bred

in remote antropocèi

with brusque and grotesque

virile arrogance
learned about in movies or westerns Legion
third vision.

.
I recognized two decades later,
the other day,
in front of a local rock music

wrapped tight in black shiny

slit apparent groin

and mound forward,

jump with a bike Running

in rush hour traffic

with plastic poses, gliding, like a real skydiver
of life among a cohort of dolichocephalic

hair cut Brush

wonder drugs stupid awesome.

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Wines and Oils

Imagine if Osteria del Falcone
me mingling with the old ward.
But yesterday among the many I liked quite a nonsense
and again:
.
Man is the wine and the woman is the oil,
repeat of the Osvaldo Urs
slamming the cards on the table.
.
Strange, I would say the opposite, I say.
You, responds without looking at
'I guess a one:
Like wine, the old man is bono
if bono.
Like oil, the new woman is more bona,
if it is hot.
.
And if it is bad? application, the prick. God
seats, Osvaldo
ago, will never hear the years.

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The more Leopardi

foolish nurse, unaware of brilliant minds,
to offer the wicked Jack wings
a sorbet of wild brambles rude
of "the fence that prevents me."
.
But rather than invoking between plants illogical lookout
could not obtain in a humble bench?
But then I give my heart made sweet.
"It is sweet to shipwreck in these more".
. .
Leopardi, you know, it was very tasty. Last fall, enjoying a cup of blackberries with lemon, whipped cream, I went out with one of my usual jokes or paraphrase: "It is sweet to shipwreck in these more". And I wrote a note. Now I've found and I wanted to build on, cold, a satire, a history, justifying it. So, as you imagine in an iconoclastic (as I am a great admirer of the poetry of Leopardi and intelligence) that this madness, that fake printing error, could also be a reason.