
Identification
- Vincenza Lofino
- Poesie età del ferro
- 10 giugno 2022
You say Yes, I say Hi D.! You say IS, I say ID. The Card I need. to prove my ID. Let it Be! Even Heidi the little lady with her Yodel known, Weird. Hidden Identities High Deities with Higher Dis-agree on Quick identifying, Quit all and flying Quit, Indeed. We can’t leave without fleeing, but with weapons we fear, we wee. No more way. I wear my unfair tale I swear I’ll sweep. I’m squeezed By this hide-and-seek. Won’t pick again this thick thing and I’ll keep high my shield stick. I won’t that shit would let us kick or make us sick. That’s I see or blind me! Blimey! Stand by me! By me no more outer feel, one day it may be real: no more ID deal Bye Dear. Adieu.
(Milano, gennaio 2019) You say Yes, I say Hi D.! You say IS, I say ID. The Card I need. to prove my ID. Let it Be! Even Heidi the little lady with her Yodel known, Weird. Hidden Identities High Deities with Higher Dis-agree on Quick identifying, Quit all and flying Quit, Indeed. We can’t leave without fleeing, but with weapons we fear, we wee. No more way. I wear my unfair tale I swear I’ll sweep. I’m squeezed By this hide-and-seek. Won’t pick again this thick thing and I’ll keep high my shield stick. I won’t that shit would let us kick or make us sick. That’s I see or blind me! Blimey! Stand by me! By me no more outer feel, one day it may be real: no more ID deal Bye Dear. Adieu.
(Milano, gennaio 2019)