TOTEM & TEATIME <\/p>\n
I can no longer shop happily<\/em> 1. 2. 3. –Michele Lamberti<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" TOTEM & TEATIME I can no longer shop happily –Lost in the supermarket, Strummer\/Jones 1. I trick the squirrel. My brother and his girlfriend did the same. On my knees, upon the concrete, (like them besides the meadow), I show … Continue reading
\n–Lost in the supermarket, Strummer\/Jones<\/p>\n
\nI trick the squirrel. My brother
\nand his girlfriend did the same.
\nOn my knees, upon the concrete,
\n(like them besides the meadow),
\nI show him my left fist,
\nas if it isn\u00b4t empty,
\nbut full of first-class Spanish nuts.
\nI know: he will not resist. The brown
\nblitz descends from a scots pine.
\nI open my fist
\nand it\u00b4s him.
\nTwo spirits.
\nAs I weigh his claws in my hand,
\nhe sees exactly, that I have nothing.
\nThen he stares straight into my filthy face.
\nFor a very long squirrel-time.<\/p>\n
\nWho am I to mess with
\nthe ruler of this park?
\nDon\u00b4t you know: the white swan
\nis busy fighting naked children;
\nthe big-headed black swan sells
\ndull feathers on a seedy TV show.
\nAll the others do not count. Now:
\nDo you know who I am?<\/p>\n
\nThat night,
\nnaked in front of my mirror,
\nI wrote: “You shall not
\neat a squirrel” on my chest
\nand loved the living
\ncolour of each letter.<\/p>\n