’tis a quiet night
Going back from studies room casually without music in my ears.
Going back home number two humming Friday I’m In Love.
Long walking stare at a yellow-lighted silent open window, second floor, on one side of the street.
Brief thought of the stickered insides window panes on the other side of the same street, a little higher, no light though.
Young lovers kissing under one of this city’s porches.
Concerns about the act of walking itself, right leg cloth rubbing rhythmically left leg cloth.
Dead cricket on the third step of the stairs in the entrance.
Loud slam of the noisy entrance door, I’m here.
June 14th, 2006 at 23:48
non censurarmi, silvio…
12.48 me: stronso
13.21 Stefano: ehi!
13.22 Stefano: pitipò sono cross-medium!
13.22 me: sei cross-coglione
13,22 Stefano: anche
mi è piaciuta la semplicità del discorso
June 15th, 2006 at 01:32
Haha!
Ma non c’entra niente!
June 21st, 2006 at 00:41
no, però te lo sei meritato..
fico sto template, bravo!