Monday, July 12, 2010

A Fifth Poem in Rome (parts 1-4 written Summer 2008)

what rolls in rome is this:

I remember when I was just a little boy, living in Rome
rambling on the Via Rasella...

taking pictures of Mercedes Benz with my camera phone
that was bought for me at Christmas

I remember gelato && I remember pizza

I remember drunk men singing "My Way" in the Piazza

I remember many things - the drinking done along the banks of the tiber

champagne && sex in the street

the inexecutable turns and dashes of a day blinking

blinkered

lingering

on the palatine hill
thinking of Seutonius and the Tax Office.

3 comments:

  1. ugh, i'm so jealous. you're excluded from ravioli night.

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  2. my apologies - if it makes u feel better it was a sweltering 40degrees centigrade..... and being Irish in that heat its basically a simple formula for burning.....

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  3. ....is it effed up if i admit that, yes, i do feel better?

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