The war of the Flies… La guerra delle mosche… Războiul muștelor

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Trilingual post: English, Italian and Romanian languages

With a huge flyswatter, I kill imaginary flies, imitating the gods or
the hands of clock that hunt my intentions, crushing them one by one
from the walls, imaginary, of course… The hardest part was
with a fly fat and old, you it named the Moon
the whip of the sun hits me on the neck, shoulders, leaving deep furrows
but I cannot stop; even more indomitable I hit the air, the light…
the shadow it sees me a fly, I became a fly, humble, I wait the flyswatter, here it is …arrives

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Con un enorme schiacciamosche, uccido le mosche immaginarie, imitando gli dèi o
le lancette dell’orologio che che caccia le mie intenzioni, schiacciandole una per una
dai muri, immaginari, naturalmente… La parte più difficile è stata
con una mosca grassa e vecchia, voi la nominate Luna
la frusta del sole mi…

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