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Day One

That woman last night the one reading Celan into her phone must be called Maria although the man the one who looked like he wanted to fuck her called her something else entirely there never was a volta there is no fucking volta worth having but three different kinds of milk latte condensato latte ciocollato latte materno

Day Two

On the same bus a man who can’t stop worrying about the curve of the sky a middle-aged woman who was just fingered I want to make a cruel gesture her way but stop myself because I unplugged the refrigerator before I left and I won’t go into it but I don’t want you to start thinking of my cunt as left-paneled/glyph

Day Three

15:32

15:37

15:56

FEMME

D’INTERIEUR somebody spraypainted on the red door across the street all morning I’ve been looking everywhere for a working boat shape/Guibert/to the shores of Asia Minor/smashed anchovy heads/in Rome, and continued in 1982 that but so much uglier you texted it’s a syphilis grub ich mich in dich und in dich

Day Four

Seferis-urge last night to tell you your cock was mine but afraid then green that’s my (ROME/LEXINGTON) I told you I only sucked Twombly once

Day Five

I came to Rome because I thought it was the punctum but now

 4:34

4:46

4:59

5:02

5:07

5:11

5:16

5:34

5:45

5:58

6:03

6:32

6:43

7:21

7:46

8:11

Day Six

Alternating cycle of nipple  & warm doubt (cotton landscaped) 14 marzo feast day of the green lizard hinging on an acute awareness that the hymen by default or duration its own soft thrush this foggy cold is zucchini cum-dream the tune’s heft is techne of corded weight down via del corso desperate for someone who can translate from the croatian times leeches but allusive (INVERNO) but plastic saturating Twombly’s cigarettes and impossible floating le mani in the shape of a body’s absence I am in the kitchen all night waiting gossip

Day Seven

It’s expressed monastic that I needed to peel more potatoes for the woman upstairs her apartment had become a place where I could go and read and not blow her husband I made sure to drain my glass first thing the next morning