blessing my space of cut

P.O.M_ME, rubrica di poesia in musica

a cura di Alessandra Trevisan

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queste parole s'intrecciano non a musica mia, ma a quella di una band di Venezia che stimo molto, i Margareth. Trovate il pezzo All right (da Fractals, Macaco Records 2012) in corsivo; lo intreccio ad una poesia in inglese. La lettura e il brano sono qui sotto. Buon ascolto!

BLESSING MY SPACE OF CUT

I'm exploring the inner of myself in doing, feeling and tasting;

two bodies, two shapes are more willing than one.

They're both contextualizing in the World

repeating the false representation of

love, not loving first

crushing and compressing

in a complementary statue.

My heart was dying when I asked for help/ Blood pushed my skin as I took a rest/ I'm not going any farther than this

But there's no distance

no distance anymore:

the one I had inside is evaporated with

my breath, it lives in our mouths,

huts for words, spit, life.

No saints are coming to save me/ just a sparkle from my brain/ It will be alright if it will be for you

No saints, no saviors.

We can identify ourselves

only reading into ourselves.

A different vision of truth

the one which I prefer

the one on the route of reality.

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