(Text Sergio Savioli)
WAITING FOR A TROLLEY BUS, NAMED THIRTY TWO
IN THIS STREET, THIS MORNING, I’M ALERT AND FAIRLY SHARP
A CAT TENSING HIS MUSCLES, READY TO POUNCE
ONLY NOTHING AT ALL HAPPENS, THERE’S NO PREY NOR WILL THERE EVER BE
STALKER, STALKER, STALKER IN THE STREET
SO I ENJOY THE SUN AND PASSING SOUNDS,
THE HISSING TRAM, THE RATTLING PORSCHE AND LATER IN THE STREET
THE USUAL SMELL OF SAUSAGES GRILLING, THE BLITHE INSOUCIANT SATURDAY CROWDS
FRENETICALLY SHOPPING THEMSELVES TO DEATH
STALKER, STALKER, STALKER IN THE STREET
STALKER, STALKER, STALKER IN THE STREET
ONLY THE BEWILDERED DISTRESSED FACE OF AN OLD WOMAN STANDS OUT IN THE STREET
AND STAYS WITH ME, MAKING ME WONDER, MAKING ME TRY TO HUNT DOWN
STALKER, STALKER, STALKER IN THE STREET
WHAT SHE SEES AND THINKS AND FEELS, WHAT SHE IS DOING THERE
WHERE SHE IS GOING AND WHY
STALKER, STALKER, STALKER IN THE STREET
STALKER, STALKER, STALKER IN THE STREET
Dezember 2019
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