Monday, August 1, 2011

il mio gatto

il mio gatto ha un carattere singolare

a volte ti graffia e ti morde perché in fondo vuole giocare

sta a te riuscire a capire, prevenire o evitare

il più delle volte resto solo a guardare, non mi avvicino per non sbagliare

lo osservo dalla mia sedia senza forzare

continuo a fare ciò che sento di fare

eppure il mio gatto mi è venuto a trovare

si è avvicinato lentamente e senza fare rumore

è salito sulle mie gambe ed ha cominciato a fusare

spingendo con la testa sulla mia mano in richiesta d'amore

forse mi piace questo suo "comandare"

dove lascio a lui in fondo la libertà di amare

whatever.

this time I am not going to ask

this time I am just gonna stare

I need a spontaneous sign from u to know for real, if what I am about to do is the right thing to do

I need to learn this way of being, where I don't ask to be understood, I just let the chance out there

and accept whatever comes here.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

i sogni son..

ultimamente, più del solito, la risposta continua a palesarsi nei miei sogni.

insistentemente.


the real problem

I wouldn't mind mad people

if only they could assure me to be a lot of fun

my problem is boring madness

annoying insanity


Vale, just want to have fun.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

messages on napkins

I am almost sure I posted this one before... but I found the napkins where I wrote these words in 2009 and felt like sharing them again...


every time my wings are about to fly, there is no wind
every time I feel my flames burning, there it comes the rain
seasons have already shown their nuances to me before
and now I cannot notice them like back then
and even if I try to bring the sun inside
I wonder when will it shine out there again
because I am tired of looking with my eyes closed.

Because I really like coffee


Life is a drunken bitch. She likes fooling around and what can we do? Just enjoy the ride.
I miss u.
I miss the studio. Our cereals sessions. Your stories. I miss my life in California. The thing that I really don’t like is that you and I are too far away to have a coffee together. This is the only thing I must complain about…
Because seriously, I am not a teenager so I am of course living my Life and I am happy .. but knowing that I cannot have a simple coffee with you makes me sad. Makes me mad. Because I really like coffee.

Let’s watch this movie though, this one where it seems that we are the characters. Let’s enjoy it. Because we don’t know what’s gonna happen. I have some pop-corn with me, you can have some. Pop-corns are meant to be shared.