Tethered Airplane Toy

Déjà Vu Live from The Outpost

Prese il silenzio degli ultimi giorni mettendo in ordine le vocali degli istanti davanti la soglia dei suoi quarantasette anni.

Eppure già troppi.

Si accostò al letto, ultima meta di una vita percorsa mordendo la strada.

Tolse le scarpe. Prese il rosario. Le mani sul petto. Chiuse gli occhi cercando silenzio.

Chiese al tempo di non invecchiarla troppo. Al vento di non sgualcirle le vesti. Al fuoco di non arderle il cuore. Alla morte di non farle del male.

Intorno a lei tutto in ordine. Aveva scelto il vestito. Il colore.

"Il nero no, il marrone nemmeno, facciamo il blu, blu come la notte", aveva detto a un paio d’occhi tristi. E ora c’era solo da attendere e ripensare alla vita passata.

I soldi, quei pochi da parte per il suo funerale.

"A nessuno i miei figli dovranno chiedere", aveva detto due giorni dopo aver scoperto la malattia.

gasps stumbled in the teeth. Words fell beyond the mouth. Our Father. Hail Mary. And his eyes closed. And the faces already seen.

A voice called her by name. A stroke took her hand. Spirit was already longing for the body. Melancholy of the past.

E 'normal thought is normal.

I gotta go, she seemed to say, but the mouth did not produce any sound tight. It closed on April 30 of heart early in the morning ...

"Hello" said the next day sitting on a chair white with his legs dangling on the ground that did not arrive.

The pink dress. The shoulder-length braids.

And he took the tea cup in green ceramic stroking a smile to his father. He did the same with his mother busy counting the dreams in his eyes.

jumped up playing the last sip.

a glance. The kitchen, the walls, the smell of laundry just lying. The dust on the "scale" of a piano sitting in the front seemed to see a little girl. A narrow room in which a voice heavy. Twitched, then the heart beat normally again.

He made a couple of steps.

"It seems to me that they have done," he thought silently.

"It 's late," his mother yelled from the other room.

"Arrival" he said taking a heavy backpack just before the steps to move toward the first day of school ...