Marco Di Caprio
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Borrowed Voice (In Circles)
My book lies open on a sea of signs,and every word escapes the hand I gave;perhaps…
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Prospekt’s March (In Circles)
Amid dense clouds, a pallid sky unfolds,no hidden sign, no mystery revealed. I walk a road…
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In Circles
Haunting memories of youfragments of a distant lightrise, then falter, then dissolve.An image forms,breaks,returns again altered.My…
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Try Some, Buy Some (In Circles)
CHORUS O magical Coca-Cola,you’re the real thing,and once you pop, you can’t stop. Don’t worry, dear…
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A Day in the Life (Horror Vacui)
It was as if the shame of it should outlive him. (F. Kafka, The Trial, 1925)…
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How to Disappear Completely (Horror Vacui)
The weight of pain still echoes, slow and deep, in tightened strings that sharpen into cries. My mind…
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Steel and Glass (Horror Vacui)
These days, Art is a chase across a darkened field, eyes fixed on a trail of artificial…
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Electronic Sounds (Horror Vacui)
Has everything I thinkalready been written or said?Or is there still something leftto discover? Is there…
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Spirals (Horror Vacui edition)
I have always been drawn to spirals. They seem still, yet the longer I look, the more they turn, hypnotic.…
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