Massimo Stirneri
THE FURTHER BOOK
sinking ship(s) on a stretch of water,
"king"'s hip reflecting, to, the so called
a glass-like distance
heavy a/stonished sinner
is dragged in the weeds
***
a smell of bread
some moisture condensed up to my shoes
we still suffer from the doorway snuffer somewhere in the landscape
(a smell of her)
format
***
this is not a kind of
kind silence when the voice blends
kinky gap of a cut-off date
now he greets damp fogs, he comes to mist
a murmuring – lower
a swish
or the sizzling weeping willows reborn (also called:)
***
people of this ward are very simple
patrolled memories, reports of denseness
***
these are official tracks
the original Cartesian coordinate system&sound
so ghosts overruns
their host
time up for negotiation
in the wake of [the picture of it]
an ache to study trips
***
for dogmas passed down, of panoramic views
his yearning for a holiday: hills around the lake
this land gets paid every season in seeds –
a relaxed bishop is walking under the town's walls
***
drawing memories from a swift distance
took the gathering of traces in the wings:
more of me, un upgrade close to usury
forgetful of all but the cushy edge (: that hurts)
***
essentially identical, e.g. escapes, happenings
from afar this lake dries up
dead isle – ache
no more holiday resort
also because identical, e.g. convergence point, distances
in its proximity
uproot the signs
(if you love me)
***
I quietly
wave my lag
pale Alpha flat
A one letter alphabet
***
unfamiliar the cradle where I sleep and guard
my adulthood: eyes wide
it gets out of shape
a lake can not climb:
hostile – whereas indifferent
it can caress us, only
in foggy whereabouts (?)
***
I recognize this extraneousness
followers
don't fold lower
which means they never fall together (as it gets his head)
a fixed item on agenda –
bounce against the axis behind
***
the about face – a further layer of damp noise to plug
promised lands slim down from above – above-board
idle journeys through pressure upwards
this bungee cord working sidelong
Massimo Stirneri is a writer in crisis for the next 10 years, photographer, reblogger and marginalized heir of Orpheus.
THE FURTHER BOOK is the fourth book of a series called "livres de chevet." The third, Nefomanzie (2014-2016), can be received as a PDF by sending a request email to him.
Other works can be seen in previous issues of Otoliths.
There is a website where he gathers images, his Italian and English stuff and things like these: restlessmuseum.tumblr.com.
E-mail: museonascosto[at]gmail[dot]com
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sinking ship(s) on a stretch of water,
"king"'s hip reflecting, to, the so called
a glass-like distance
heavy a/stonished sinner
is dragged in the weeds
a smell of bread
some moisture condensed up to my shoes
we still suffer from the doorway snuffer somewhere in the landscape
(a smell of her)
format
this is not a kind of
kind silence when the voice blends
kinky gap of a cut-off date
now he greets damp fogs, he comes to mist
a murmuring – lower
a swish
or the sizzling weeping willows reborn (also called:)
people of this ward are very simple
patrolled memories, reports of denseness
these are official tracks
the original Cartesian coordinate system&sound
so ghosts overruns
their host
time up for negotiation
in the wake of [the picture of it]
an ache to study trips
for dogmas passed down, of panoramic views
his yearning for a holiday: hills around the lake
this land gets paid every season in seeds –
a relaxed bishop is walking under the town's walls
drawing memories from a swift distance
took the gathering of traces in the wings:
more of me, un upgrade close to usury
forgetful of all but the cushy edge (: that hurts)
essentially identical, e.g. escapes, happenings
from afar this lake dries up
dead isle – ache
no more holiday resort
also because identical, e.g. convergence point, distances
in its proximity
uproot the signs
(if you love me)
I quietly
wave my lag
pale Alpha flat
A one letter alphabet
unfamiliar the cradle where I sleep and guard
my adulthood: eyes wide
it gets out of shape
a lake can not climb:
hostile – whereas indifferent
it can caress us, only
in foggy whereabouts (?)
I recognize this extraneousness
followers
don't fold lower
which means they never fall together (as it gets his head)
a fixed item on agenda –
bounce against the axis behind
the about face – a further layer of damp noise to plug
promised lands slim down from above – above-board
idle journeys through pressure upwards
this bungee cord working sidelong
Massimo Stirneri is a writer in crisis for the next 10 years, photographer, reblogger and marginalized heir of Orpheus.
THE FURTHER BOOK is the fourth book of a series called "livres de chevet." The third, Nefomanzie (2014-2016), can be received as a PDF by sending a request email to him.
Other works can be seen in previous issues of Otoliths.
There is a website where he gathers images, his Italian and English stuff and things like these: restlessmuseum.tumblr.com.
E-mail: museonascosto[at]gmail[dot]com
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