Vannina Maestri, p.1



from THE SHADOW-LINE

I sort myself out
or I snuff myself out what we call beginning
single and supreme over all it’s beyond it all or
under the strange light or
LADIES & GENTLEMEN
do you know that
are principally due to the fact
(aesthetics and practices)
I ‘d like to receive with no personal obligation
look here
close relation in fact controlled and managed governed too clever
placed as night watchman arrested end of September for
having taken part in operation said responsible a porsche he is
knocked off
for the investigators strong suspicions two must bear
the dirty rat was taking up too much space on narrow turf of
one-armed bandits
it was necessary to CUT HIM LOOSE
by killing but wont speak he’s knocked off February 16
1996 this time a black market
bigwig liquidating who was showing a little too much
ambition he was getting rid of a rival very
embarrassing knocking off a guy considered to be on the wrong side
dangerous double blow to tear each other apart in the name of
revenge for a fistful of clams
say things brought to the breaking point because
of him
happened to fit the bill they get used to it
THEY GET USED TO IT
in the first place
a bit of information
clear and precise
I’d say even extremely
clear and precise
we place it at your disposal
don’t hesitate any longer
waiting for this
expression

LOOK HERE
VERY CLOSELY
AND
WHAT
DO YOU
SEE
???
SAY IT

say it
it’s all over (it’s all

doing your part keeping it clean
doing your part
keeping it clean
how it’s all in the beginning or how it comes
after him how it’s because of him?

do you know

everything must be done to mix up the schemes
they have the right clothes
and the white shades
anna her fiancé sandro and her friend claudia leave to
cruise the Lipari Islands following an argument anna
disappears
disappears
yet in my prison my fake stones my real
feathers I’ve let fall
feathers
quasi once again has finished on top
quinato should manage with its value
in fact if you admit this alternative you must admit
even though something
is outside it all
are you able to tell yourself
later still with the light
stirring at water’s edge
folding a tipsy lid
in the end it’s unspeakable to see
the brilliance, mine presence
implacable satisfaction
a definitive listening
assimilation watered down
crushed buried
roots
soft and burning
the summers so perfect
because
the arms we say
the eye bright
why so huge
absolute murmuring and lapping
demonstration existence
but can we
wait how long
for a force like yours
but can we ever
and noon is the loveliest
tending tending
wait how long
in this dilemma
I collapse
one must
at this point
indefinitely
at a garden party the guests refuse to go home
everywhere small everyday voices
everywhere trailing on
where the accents overshadow the massed voices
today march 1st, 1998 a storm has kicked up
they’ve walked across place saint sulpice or else they’ve taken
the rue des canettes
a man living on an island with his wife and his son
learns of an imminent catastrophe on television

and in the dark caverns
in the caravans
forgotten scattered
it goes still deeper
mingled borne under this or that

slight the number

QUITE THE OPPOSITE

what we are
we always are

LET’S MOVE ON