« The world was made
in very little time,
amid great quarrels,
and only at the last
moment was it decided,
out of mistrust,
to institute death and to split up the sexes. »
Carlo Bordini
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Dormira jamais
" Tout est près. Les pires conditions matérielles sont excellentes. Les bois sont blancs ou noirs. On ne dormira jamais." André Breton, Manifeste du surréalisme, 1924.
Builders of vulcanoes
Demented poem, by Carlo Bordini.
We, while the house collapses, by Carlo Bordini.
« We who are living at the start of the collapse of human civilization
worry about changing our wall-paper
and waxing our furniture »
Carlo Bordini
Poem to Trotsky, by Carlo Bordini.
« I have played too much with the feelings of others
It’s not true: I lived a millenarian situation,
that is why I stayed there so long.
in this world that sinks towards barbarity »
Carlo Bordini
Dust, by Carlo Bordini.
« I will always be a bit less than what I am,
much less even. Dust. I have lost much.
What one has lost cannot be regained, and if one does regain it
it will by then have become scattered, no longer fit into the prearranged order
of things. »
Carlo Bordini
Microfractures, by Carlo Bordini.
« a whole list of the jitters, the sudden surges, the things that wound you,
and the trifles that unnerve you, etc etc
the brain that works too much, »
Carlo Bordini
There is something obscene, by Carlo Bordini.
« There is something obscene in others’ dreams
There is something obscene
that consists in the fact that others’ dreams are / absurdly / and frightfully
the same as our own
and reveal the shame
of our private dreams »
Carlo Bordini
Inhuman rights, by Carlo Bordini.
« All men have the right to have good feelings. »
Carlo Bordini