FORGETTING EVERYTHING 
 
 
 
 
 
 

I 
 
 
 

Or the wearing repetition of 
children – towards  you/or 
for a long time 

the 
crushing 
vividness. 

Or certainly fevered delusion 
but look my health’s been 
bad these weeks 

& again yes this reptilian slyness 
for instance in the press 
photos or: 

in itself nothing – but 
or: sliding 
down 

the middle of the well-greased 
chute/or: punctures the 
limits of mere 

         steel 
               grey 
               grey 
                    sky 

taps the sunlight circles & 
hits the glass arrows 
clicks slaps

        travels through 

cleats – veins – frets – combine 
& mingle – brittle 
crazie 

cool in here nel duomo 
& for the tourist 
history duo cento lire. 
 
 

And then 
she suggested 
this way. 

We won’t do that 
again she said 
one-two 

wobbling finely – the mirror 
tilted – so that 
that 

something lodges 
obdurately (in 
the net) 

tilted – cool in 
here – in 
history. 

Or.