Visual Alchemy

Maria Chiara Fagioli

#crumpled-torments


Placed the striped shell
on the bruised oil sands
you stretch out a hand
to catch fragments
and roots gone astray.
Distractedly supine
I was vibes, breath of the nimbuses
snap of the sea,
an airplane passed away
facing upturned flecks and contrails.

 

Your pretentious hand
went
after the flavor of translucent
landscapes sequences,
deviated over the tops
of the mountains
navigating
along steep winding valleys
up to be trapped
in netted stocks,
biting the pulp
voracious in mellowness
to seek infinity,
and climb up again
for two erratic touches
the lithe sin of season.
Unattainable.

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