Nightmare no. 30

Nightmare 30 - A sunflower in its fieldWalking
I keep myself close to the walls of the inconsistent buildings in the city of nothing
Crumbling paint
Uncertain steps
Like my breath
No place to go
The usual bar
The thirst never leaves me
She doesn’t
On the small stage
I got the blues
Notes, tears, sighs, splinters, letter paper in pieces
Empty bottles
An ashtray full
Last sun rays
I imagine to see them reflected in your eyes
Weird thoughts
I can’t remember my dreams
I would like to forget the nightmares
The river flows beneath me
From the mountain to the sea
From heaven to hell
Poems, blood, cries, clotted sperm
The sports car overturned
The last day
In the sunflowers field

Mi tengo vicino alle pareti dei palazzi inconsistenti nella città del nulla
Vernice sgretolata
I miei passi incerti
Come il respiro
Nessun posto dove andare
Il solito locale
La sete non mi abbandona mai
Lei no
Sul piccolo palcoscenico
Nel blues (I got the blues)
Note, lacrime, sospiri, schegge, pezzi di carta da lettere
Bottiglie vuote
Posacenere pieno
Ultimi raggi di sole
M’immagino di vederli riflessi nei tuoi occhi
Strani pensieri
Non ricordo i sogni
Vorrei dimenticare l’incubo
Il fiume scorre sotto di me
Dalla montagna al mare
Dal paradiso all’inferno
Poesie, sangue, lamenti, sperma rappreso
L’auto sportiva capovolta
L’ultimo giorno
Nel campo dei girasoli
_ Hugh S. Graves _

Image info:
“Nightmare no. 30”
Milano, Italy, July 1996
© Massimo S. Volonté

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