venerdì 21 novembre 2008

leo went dead at the age of fourteen because of left-shoulder's tumor, because his bottom-wertebras all cracked, because of senile diabetes and because his gut failed. that made me unhappy and now my reflection of him cover up my days.
leo, knapsack on the kitchen's floor
leo, watering can on the terrace
leo, dirty clothes underbed
leo, flip-flop on my foot
leo, black superga
leo, persian carpet
leo, piled up household refuse
leo, i really loved you the most.
about the last one left in earth:
i was really suffering for gnats and i had no more legs.
starving and evil-minded those horribol mosquitos
came to mutilate my body and i couldn't take this situation one minute more so i had a wish they would all die.
i was heard and i could taste some changes in my vital system.
my breath became fire, so every insect trying to reach me fell down destroyed. i felt happy my legs could move and strip naked again but noone knew the goodnew 'cause my breath killed'em all. i tryed to kiss all my relatives and tryed to tell my problems to my bestfriends but i just saw them melt down and all their dresses burn, and skins melt down and and all their organs burn and it smelled like the sixth of january. i traveled all 'round the world just to meet somebody who would not die burnt because of me, but my breath was fire so it's me the last one left in earth.