2012/01/18

3512 As gigantic cupola

Unexpectedly
I am conscious
Of the hole
That it fills
As the gigantic cupola
Of the Dome of Florence
The hidden
Space
Of my interior.

The absolute hollow
Of this no redemption
It swells me inside.

To be an angel without wings
I need too much
Of your absolution.

Suddenly
I was forgetful
Of the fullness
That filled me
As gigantic cupola
Of the Dome of Florence
The hidden
Space
Of my interior.
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