Thirstblind
cracked lips
covered in diamond dust
conceal a tongue yellow
drowned in sand
a tear streaks across
seize it
don't ask yourself
what's next
Lime stones
held
within these confines
every blade of grass
every wave
and every gust that moves the sky
contains me
as a mist
lime stones surround me
as a mist
contains me
and every gust that moves the sky
every wave
every blade of grass
within these confines
sets me free
Tamarind For Columbia
clouds paint people red
as they burn as orange peel
and tamarind
as they flood the streets
like a haze
— they don't bring harm
or clutter of opposing sides
but candid joy
of youth and change of times
Bruno Carlucci is a professional musician, a published poet and an Amalfi Coast captive. He studied modern literature and visual arts at the University of Bologna (DAMS), travelled quite extensively, worked many jobs, experienced several degrees of loss and the joy of fatherhood. www.brunocarlucci.com
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