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      MERI NIGRO

       MERI-LOQUIZING

      [I suffer from an interiority whole]

       IN AN

       ILLUSIONTEQUE

      [collection of entertaining illusions]

      Title | Meri-loquizing in an illusionteque

      Author | Meri Nigro

      Cover by Meri Nigro

      First edition: 2016

      Author’s Copyright © 2016 All rights reserved

      TABLE OF CONTENTS

       To Emma

      Frasi Fatte

      Le frasi fatte hanno tutte una caratteristica in comune: ildisfarsi con facilità.

      Set phrases

       All set phrases have one common thread: the easilyunsetting.

      1.Repairs

        It broke.

        Fix it, then!

        What should I fix? How? By what means?

        You need two main tools: time and patience.

        Then, the glue is called Patience and the order of pieces iscalled Time?

        Let's say yes.

        No, it can't be done this time.

        Where there is a will, there is a way.

        Still with this stupid story?

        If you want to fix something broken, take time and patienceand put the pieces back together, right?

        No: If you are missing parts you can no longer doit.

        I didn't think about it.

        You don't think enough.

        You think too much, however.

        And there are also those who do not think at all! Youknow?

        Oh, yes! - Those living certainly a thousand times better, Itell you.

        They live, yes, but they never are.

        Why? Or isn't living being, is it?

        No, it isn't. You never know how many people live withoutbeing.

        But if "they are there" how do they not "be"?

       Being there is not always being. The difference is exactlyin that "there".

        And will they die like that, without having everbeen?

        Yes, probably they will die as well. But if it's true thatthey've never been, actually it's more like they would not die atall, now that I think about it.

        I told you: You think too much.

      [If you could know the extent of the destruction before theconstruction, everything would be fairer]

      2.Carnevale

      Briciole di arcobaleni di carta

      come fiocchi precipitano lievi

      a coprir come neve asfalti nudi

      Sorrisi dipinti offrono scudi

      ad anime che angustiano grevi

      sotto tessuti caldi di sarta

      Lascia che la musica cancelli

      la monotonia di un passo normale

      Che le voci siano coltelli

      e squarcino ogni pensiero reale

      Non pensarci finché pensarci non farà piùmale

      2.Mardi Gras

       Crumbs of rainbows paper

       like flakes fall slightly

       to cover bare asphalts like snow

       Painted smiles offer shields

       to souls who feel the pain

       under warm fabrics of seamstress

       Let the music clear

       the monotony of a normal pace

       Let voices be knives

       and tear any real thought

       Don’t think about it until thinking about it will hurtno more.

      4.Pietra

      Come una pietra

      presa dal fango

      rimpiango

      lo sporco abbraccio

      nella mano pulita

      senza amore

      Quanta consapevolezza

      nei gesti di incoscienza

      macina sottili scuse

      impasta una ragione

      L'ultimo fiore nel vento

      non prova a far forza

      guarda la speranza che muore

      sotto un cielo spento

      4.Stone

       Like a stone

       taken from the mud

       I regret

       the dirty embrace

       in the clean hand

       with no love

       How much awareness

       in the unconscious gestures

       grinding out weak regrets

       kneading a reason

       The last flower in the wind

       doesn’t try to force

       it looks forward the dying hope

       under a dull sky

      5.Risveglio

      Il mattino è una donna con la spada

      il cielo e i sogni sanguinano insieme

      lacrime rosse inondano gli spazi

      l'orizzonte sporco come il soffitto

      trafitto dal sole ingordo di impronte

      La concretezza ruba una carezza

      la memoria si racconta una storia

      occhi taglienti sfondano altri occhi

      l'essenza travolta da dolce impotenza

      Il