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At the beginning you offered a tiny fragment of silence
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It was the silence of someone in love,
respectful and cautious
Followed from afar,
ready to dash back in a minute
In time, as love disappeared,
the silence grew
It boomed and gathered flesh,
gained weight
In one year it was dense and severe
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In two twice as big
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In a couple of years one tiny silence
has become a dump truck full of concrete
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Heavier than the wall of bricks,
it falls on my back and takes the breath
The heart has no room to beat
At the end it becomes everything
There’s no world, no home, no tree, no mountain,
there’s only vast and omnipotent
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There’s no me or you
Only a fragment of silence
II
You’re sending silence to rape me
Silence besieges me
In the four corners of the bed
four warriors of silence are still
men of night, their weapon is silence
They crush me to the bed
Woolen cords of silence rub blood to my wrists
Silence besieges me
Five tons to one cubic centimeter,
crushes me to a tapeworm
Every sound is a scam
It’s been put there by the warrior of silence
Every light is a fake lighthouse
It’s been lit by the worker of silence
You will not rape me
You’ll send the ambassadors of silence into the night
You’re sighing and scrambling
You’ll send the warriors of silence to invade my dreams
You’ll send silence with its javelin
to rape me
Blood is trickling down
Pain grows, I’ll light my legs
I’ll become Jeanne d’Arc
What about you?