E Pericoloso Spongersi! (Nu va aplecati in afara)

(the 12th of December)

The game is to catch the tail of the beast
As it sinews East
Along the tracks
Clack, clack
And this is happiness:
Chewing the strands of my whiplash hair
As hot summer air
Kneads my face
That first glimpse of the sea:

A collapsed kite
Drying its putrescent lace
In the moonlight