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My gaze is caught on the dark angles of the house

My gaze is fixed on the dark angles of the house
I try to uncover a crossing of mysterious lines, and with them
I want to build a temple in the shape of an island
or of hands open to love

in truth, I am collapsed
on the dirty Formica table of a green tavern, I don’t know
where
I search for birds gathered in the dizziness of the night
drunken, I entwine my fingers
I hold the insects, hard as nails, tearing
the white faces of abandoned houses by the sea

they say that by possessing all this
I could have been a happy man, though cursed
to question the melancholy of hands
this blade-memory, relentless

a cigarette
another cigarette will surely calm me
what do I know of storms of blood? and of water?
deep down, I only love the hidden side of islands

I awaken painfully, I write what I can
I am still, the light crosses me like an earthquake
today, I will run at the speed of my solitude

"Al Berto"

I am sharing photos of landscapes, moments and experiences. Nature and sea are the most visited themes in my photo collection, but any attention-grabbing aspect can be photographed. Hope you enjoy it...