It’s a nice place, it’s really a nice place,
Do you like it?
It’s a nice place
Would you like to live here?
It’s a crazy place, a crazy place.
It’s the paradise, baby,
the paradise.
Do you hear them? Do you hear them?
they are the diamonds
the bullets are diamonds
do you hear them sounding?
do you hear them sounding?
and the crystal heads?
do you seem them flying?
when they explode in the air
explode in the air
it’s real art
planetary art.
Look at me baby
who you see is me
look my face this is you God
what you see is not blood
I swear it’s not blood
and that stuff is not flesh
it’s just velvet, blended and squeezed
poured with the funnel
right in the throat
and pissed in the flowerbed
It’s a nice place, it’s really a nice place
It’s a crazy place, a crazy place.
it’s useless you thank me
all you have to do
is to bend your knees and suck
for the pearls I give you to eat
for the Sunday I bring you to vote
Every here and then you can also see the sea
you can drink but not drench
because life is sacred
until there is someone who pays
do you have even a vague idea?
No you don’t
and then why?
It’s me who is here
and I am your God
I am out of myself
I am inside yourself
I am upon and am under
to end I’m everywhere
in the shopping cart
within the thighs of the bride
in the market value
in the junkie’s veins
in the rightwing and in the leftwing
I am the first of the list
I am the one having to explaining you
what there is to do?
You need to let you go
love me and do not think
follow me and do not talk
drink me and do not dream
lick me and do not enjoy.
It’s a nice place, it’s really a nice place,
a nice place.
Would you like to live here?
Uh?
Would you like it?
Dop Amina (Italy) translation from Italian by Slow Words
We interviewed the poet here
The cover – Order-Disorder 1995-98 (2018) – is a work by Robin Gillanders seen at Machine à Penser, Fondazione Prada, Venice (until November 25 2018)