The edge of a conversation
a word here a word there
trying to piece together the fragments
trying to follow . . .
Then in the courtyard
somnambulists exchange dreams
but again you're out of the loop
so you retreat to the next chapter
of an instruction manual
filled with asemic writing
but the way in is the way out
adding to the mixtape
with tattlers exposing Easter eggs
for ventriloquists
in the throes of a talkout . . .
It's the same old same old infinite loops
from the first act breaking stride
sending the dappled engagement
off on its own golden goose chase . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |
