Bones



Simone Baschenis, 1539 Danza macabra, St.Vigilio Church, Pinzolo

 

Bones made boards, dreams
just are crumbs,
sterile bridges to nowhere land always
crushed hopes which soon and fast fly
from the things. They are wrecks in the night

 

Fancies tie up in bundles themselves
heteronyms and so faded masks.
Without flesh any ivory appearance
of the life has the colour of death

 

SL, Enoki, June, 18th 2016

 

Italian version

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