"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
Finisce fine finemente finale, finalmente.
Spazio ristretto, entropia della mente.
Sollievo sollevato al cuor si sente,
scrive parola fine, e non si pente,
il poeta prosciugato, inconcludente,
da queste contorsioni della mente,
a questo squarcio intimo e immanente,
grato per il dolor, rugge furente
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
Troppi collegamenti, troppe catene e lucchetti in quanto scritto finora, la mente, libera dalle catene che pure la appesantiscono, riesce davvero a comprendere ogni interazione, ogni clik che i pensieri, allegri ed ebbri di quella libert
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
Mille piccoli fiori nucleari allegramente sbocciano sul volto rugoso d'et
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
Bere alla fonte dell'innocenza fu fatale a Prometeo.
Egli aveva sete, e bevve, noncurante della targhetta con le istruzioni... "agitare bene prima dell'uso"... il gorgogl
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
Prometeo, la salamandra saggia, che commise un solo errore, ma bast
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
Blatera lei,
di voce arrochita
da troppo nullo dire,
resto basito,
la vedo disquisire,
intrappolata
dentro una mente,
malata e sofferente,
in cui persino il nulla
acquista forma,
e parla, e quindi urla,
ansiosa del suo dire.
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
Colgo soltanto l'occasione per augurare una felice Pasqua a tutti...
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."
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