THE PERFECTION OF RUINS

Normality:
at the same time an easy trick,
a crime and an incurable disease:
Knowing how the world works makes you sick.

Borage flowers once floated in the wine
we drank to douse
the falseness…
Now Honesty and Thyme and Borage plants
have multiplied amongst the ruins of my house.

To be proud to be a human
is to be a stupid devil.
The older the colder the wiser the sadder
the fewer the words the bleaker the level

as we find out that we can’t move
from the bottom of the ladder.


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