Room 201

September 21, 2017

The room I enter’d was a dream of this room.
I guess some of the things on the bed
were mine,
Two books, antithetic – Sexus, Atomised
a green, worn out King Stampede t-shirt

yet a room without blinds cannot be my own
nor I’d harbor a tree, eating air
at night
light and dioxide building a worn out me
in a memory of days gone, of days

possible, parallel & unparalleled
a city like a Lemarchand box
but good,
how long will I be able to plug it on?
memory is possibility

si tratta di resistere arriverà
a new radical wave will make shore
you wrote
on the outside wall of this very building
now sporting drawings of unicorns

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