Σιγά σιγά

ΣΙΓΆ ΣΙΓΆ
(slowwwly)

Sigá sigá
le le
not follow follow
que no
insewni
forget me and Pablito
for six to eight days
and nights
DJ Ottu has flicked the switch
to white noise

White noise
like the light foamy crackle
of these new earplugs
I did not want them
but will get used to them
bilfors
per forza
it’s the only way (…)

Salt into salt

SALT INTO SALT

There is a lambda in the rock
A double landslide
from eye to ear

A forbidden conversation
with silence
as the waves massage my back
and my newly-grown jaws

Freedom
I cannot talk now
I am face-down in the water
resting my nannu’s ears (…)

Eight and six

EIGHT AND SIX

Finally gone quiet
number eight
for too long
a carnivorous violin

A horizontal lament
almost never-ending
Eight now stands in silence
and respects the poem’s pause

Nanna Pawla has spoken
through numbers
I will play them in the lotto
in around eight days’ time (…)