Child Vagrant of the World
Child vagrant of the world
Of the parks
Of the arches
Of the wet ravines
You grasp from the wind
Stories and thoughts
And talk to yourself
About what’s not anymore
For friends?
You have the pigeons
And for a roof?
You have the stars
You walk to places
Obscure to us
Your steps guided
By hunger and by the moons
Wandering in the world
You grasp songs and laments
From the wind
And you talk to yourself
Of a love you never had
Your parties?
If others have them
Your clothes?
Always those
Wandering in the oblivion
Creature of the sun
Of the frost
Of the dim lights
Of the decadent joys
You separate yourself from us
Your steps your life
A coin your joy
A future?
You never had one
A past?
Now everything has been
Tell me!
With what hope will you sleep?
Copyright © Carlo Lazzari | Year Posted 2018
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