ABK. DIALOGUES WITH AMMASCIO'

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domenica 30 settembre 2012

 

DIALOGUES WITH AMMASCIO'

Spits out your faults
before the Supreme Earth.
But as the highest on earth
I live in Democracy
are for the plurality
and the bottle easy.
Repent, my son still
're ahead.
I do not anything to be redeemed, and
even to direct;
I have no money and therefore do not
I sins.
Sacred organ music, chilling
scary.
Ammasciò meditates, sprawling
on the floor or on the bench.
Piazza was Grue spectral
a cold January without love.
You look waxy.
You do not need me to tell you,
I already know yourself.
Of course, with all that beer ...
Why you ... look who's talking ...
I can stand the alcohol better.
Do not make me laugh, I am
white body, but you're
sweating as if it were August,
and you're sitting, not moving a muscle.
Ammasciò dear, because with you with is never
dialogue?
Depends other party.
Then I'd be a little party?
No, not poor, but perform poorly.
And who would be good for you then?
One that makes me good questions, but
I know all too well that each of us
loves makes the questions that follow
his pride, that in fact, they do
feel important.
Silence.
The silence is broken by a memory of Ammasciò:
Do you remember how high flying donkeys
a time?
Once the donkeys flying high because
were happy.
Yes, the donkeys were happy.
Today, even the donkeys are unhappy,
I world has lost the healthy habit
festive and country of toy
with them.
True, very true: the good old days, when
You could also talk with
donkeys, without the risk of being
taken by the company for donkey.
Mhhh, your holy words.
Summon the devil?
But yes, we evoke Satan and Baphomet,
But then I drive you home
because they do not want to get up late
morning.
The two demons came with considerable
delay, sleepy and visibly
disappointed.
Look what we have tonight wrinkles
bales, let us not waste time
with your usual nonsense;
you have brought a couple of priests to eat?
Sure, they are in the swivel of Lotta Continua.
Well, we take them over us
What do you want in return, women, alcohol, smoking?
No, not a dent in Philosophy and
of healthy humor to put in bread
in the absence of the roast.

 1. End

         Camillo Catellani
  Casting, 30/09/2012 Morning