Is there a feeling or a thought you are trying to avoid? Imagine yourself in the back of this tram, climbing the hill, away from the town, and deal with that thing you are avoiding. Make sure none is left by the time you go back down!
These pipes once connected the water supply of an entire city and surely there is something between you and I that keeps us connected through time and distance.
Lonely in the presence of people, lonely with her red soul in a world of black, living through times which don’t make as much sense as before. Took the next tram and disappeared back to her own reality, and left me thinking.
Yes I am.
Lonely in the presence of someone,
Lonely with friends,
Lonely without,
I am.
Strangers walk by, right and left and right again,
They speak always Italian but sometimes not,
And I sit here unnoticed,
Facing the Palazzo Serristori,
With its’ post rain orange color, buried in green.
It rained today,
And my chest aches with stress,
But I don’t know why,
This summer rain made me sick,
Although I liked the breeze on my neck.
I am lonely for nothing yet everything,
I am lonely because I saw you again,
Couple days ago in Paris,
Strangest place to meet, years apart,
And you still managed to cut off my breath.
I must leave soon, I am aware.
I must act on my heart,
It is always the heart I forget,
Yet it is always the heart, which is the answer,
A heart, forever beating for you, until not.
Almost every night-out ended in this very place, and we waited for the 657N or the famous 12 to take us back to Ligota. Then we took it one last time and never returned.
We might’ve, and I mean you and I, have peeked through the opening between the same set of branches, but trust me when I say, we didn’t see it the same.
