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Friday, 24 April 2026

Paranoia in Astrakan - Roberto Piva

I saw a beautiful city whose name I forgot
where deaf angels roam the dawns coloring their eyes with invulnerable tears
where Catholic children offer lemons to little pachyderms that sneek out of their burrows
where wonderful teenagers close their brains to the sterile rooftops and set fire to boarding schools
where nihilist manifestos doling out angry thoughts pull the discharge over the world
where an angel of fire illuminates the cemeteries in celebration and the night walks in its breath
where summer's sleep took me for a madman and I beheaded autumn from its last window
where our contempt caused an unexpected moon to rise white on the horizon
where a space of red hands illuminates that fish photograph darkening the page
where zinc butterflies devour the gothic hemorrhoids of the beatas
where the letters claim emergency drinks for pretty scratched ankles
where the dead stand in the night and howl for a handful of weakling feathers
where the head is a ball digesting the disordered aquariums of imagination

Roberto Piva (1937 - 2010) Brazil
Translator not stated, possibly Wesley Duke Lee
Source: Paranoia, Roberto Piva, Photographed and drawn by Wesley Duke Lee, Massao Ohno, 1963 

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