Wondering aloud

Sunset through the window, black and white, fotografo milanoWondering aloud
How we feel today
Last night sipped the sunset
My hand in her hair
We are our own saviours
As we start both our hearts beating life
Into each other
Wondering aloud
Will the years treat us well
As she floats in the kitchen,
I’m tasting the smell
Of toast as the butter runs
Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed
And I shake my head
And it’s only the giving
That makes you what you are
_ Jethro Tull (Wond’ring aloud) _

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“Wondering aloud”
Pianello L., Italy, Oct. 2017
© Massimo S. Volonté

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City Sickness – 428

Signal of art, monochrome, fotografo milano

“City Sickness No. 428”
Italy, June 2007
© Massimo S. Volonté

Beautiful catastrophe #072

People casting long shadows. monochrome, fotografo milano

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“Beautiful catastrophe #072”
Italy, April 2015
© Massimo S. Volonté

Nightmare no. 114

Night clubbing, rays of light, fotografo milanoSelf-seeking
Me, first of all, with you my never born daughter
We could have watched the stars, together
I push the throttle, at full throttle
Into the dark tunnel
I run, I run away, from you, from me
Maybe, I’m a bad person
Bad habits
Inconsistent relationships
In the blood, inheritance, destiny
Madness and pain
Dripping on the multitude of solitudes
Rays of light burn unimaginable poison-resistant flowers
I, like other unknown souls
Looking for a shelter
In the killer’s house, at the edge of the city of nothingness
I have no escape
From this time, from this space
Maybe, it’s just a nightmare, an imaginary projection
In the end, in the quantum equation
I will solve myself into the universe

Egoisti
Io per primo, con te figlia mia mai nata
Avremo potuto guardare le stelle, insieme
Spingo l’accelleratore, a tutto gas
Dentro nel tunnel oscuro
Corro, corro lontano, da te, da me
Forse, sono una brutta persona
Cattive abitudini
Frequentazioni incoerenti
Nel sangue, l’eredità, il destino
Follia e dolore
Colano sulla moltitudine di solitudini
Raggi di luce bruciano impensabili fiori resistenti al veleno
Io, come altre sconosciute anime
Alla ricerca di un rifugio
Nel palazzo dell’assassino, ai confini della città del nulla
Non ho scampo
Da questo tempo, da questo spazio
Forse è solo un incubo, una proiezione immaginaria
Alla fine, nell’equazione quantistica
Mi risolverò nell’universo
_ Hugh S. Graves _

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“Nightmare no. 114”
Italy, 2018
© Massimo S. Volonté

City Sickness – 427

A sad lonely plant behind a fence, fotografo milano

“City Sickness No. 427”
Italy, April 2013
© Massimo S. Volonté

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