eyes eyes eyes

 

Me

Besides mine

I've got eyes

That see what

I cannot avoid

Besides mine

I've got desires

That desire things

That I don't like

To desire

 

My mouth, for example

Wants your breasts

 

Besides mine

I've got hands

That want

Anyway

To touch the infinite

Bees

I feel insects flying in me

The noise of their wings

Feeding themselves on air

 

I feel the dull sound

(Heavy as the engine of a ship)

of a cloud of insects

That inhabits me

 

Sometimes I ask myself

If I really am a human being

 

The Jungle

the jungle in me is merciless

 

I am tied as if in a primitive ritual

 

I cannot move myself

 

Each leaf a letter

 

Each tree a word

 

There are no ways

 

Where I can pass by

 

Everything is a mass of everything

 

Pre-historical birds pass by

 

Nameless birds pass by

 

Birdless birds pass by

 

The jungle in me is endless

 

The prophecy

Behind these insane prophets

 

the roman columns

 

these stone bridges

 

the world's words

 

so many buildings

 

these train stations

 

the philosophy

 

the steps of history

 

the faces of men

 

so many gospels

 

so many holy books

 

so many marginal ones

 

the starvation in the world

 

an   inkless pen

 

every opium every tree

 

these bugs spiders

 

those protest songs

 

rock in roll spirit

 

every broken record

 

every child crying

 

every refugee camp

 

every lost dream

 

centuries of mistakes

 

every blind man

 

the quantum theory

 

every lie

 

Behind everything

 

There's a truth that we need  desperately to see