Queer Things

One nostril means latin,
The other means greek.

My legs will be
little steel rods,
which will continue
trotting after
I am dead.

My Arms are
two useless limbs
when I stand on my head
(Which I never do).

My mourth, too often open,
will be my despair-
and drivelling,-
when I'll be very old (which
will never be)

I hate my head
My rotting head
which will never fall of itself
like any decent pear.
It has the intention
of flying up to the sky,
but it will always trail in the dust:
screaming erotic songs,
begging all the world
to enter it.

-Emanuel Carnevali

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