Elena BevilacquaTra le pieghe della notte
Mi avvinghio
In cerca di un sonno senza sogni
Di una maga mansueta
Che mi tolga il cuore dal petto
E scivolo giù
Su un tappeto d’olio
Su cui il mio corpo supplice
Galleggia, inconscio
Diventa oggetto
Alieno ogni frammento di me
….
Distesa a pelo d’acqua
Compiutamente inutile
……
Mi è nato un fiore bianco sul petto aperto.
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