a polite conversation (text for transliteration)

Wouldn't it be better
not to be so polite?
You could offer a light...

Start a little conversation now.
In a solo long, we might amuse
the beauties themselves and our credulous song.

Let me reflect
the visible serene artificial breath
of inspiration, which regains the sky.
Before it scatters the sounds of the waterless shower,
on horizon's unwrinkled space.

Stop your busy day.
Won't you stop and take a little time out with me?
It's alright,
I keep looking through till the evening,
opening my mouth -
an empty, sonorous, monotonous line.

...to see if I'm alive.
Not a single word to we say -
it's a pantomime and not a play,
void of word and my body weighed down.

When you smile, that's much too discreet
Sends me on my way...
Though I'm going out of my way,
I shall see the shadows you became.

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