Rom /Pantheon
where light…
where shadows
and light
are scuffling
there will be
time
begetting
room,
the laws
of the opposing
collapse
like houses of cards
of premonition
breeding
the thought
of rebirth,
making
the silence in
the world’s noise
audible…
lacking this experience
all intentions will fail
those attempts by night to
– helped by a cryptic aria –
capture them on celluloid
Rom /Pantheon
Rom /Pantheon
poems off the road 