Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso
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I put out the last fire to give my eyes a break.
I'm locked inside an ox belly:
I can no longer turn my arms.
I have listened to myths of heroes and pandering poets,
I have dug into the tombs of saints and of love
but the cry of the earth continues to whip my heart
nailed to listen.
Now, I'm here among you old friends
you are more than a brother to me and you drink from my glass
you hold my arm while I speak
you look at me in silence,
/>but it is you that I ask for help
my hands are exhausted.
My tiredness is spread across my shoulders
I have nothing left but your help
the air feels the dawn, it trembles in anticipation
my throat trembles, dawn of waiting .
The day is born outside
and we die.