“Ti dico addio quando ti cerco Amore, / come il mio tempo e questo grigio vuole. / Oh, in te era l’ombra della terra e il sole, / e il cuore d’un fanciullo senza cuore.” Umberto Saba
publish an unwitting bump
once his own of red bump going
single green he
smith of garbage from the said
he red speaking
ways of nature two big secretaries
by some other means
don’t —in his own minds
answer— or less free- fan-dom
it was colleagues what the stormcloud dismissed
rest from swarmic firmament directly
days of garbage dismiss
but he said hornet because of a red art team
(the stop the drop )he smith himself
at the wronger for that american
and sure escalater approach
of the first americans can’t
behind the efforts about he when horror erupts
