the gateway to the so-called normal world
the gateway to the so-called normal world
is narrow
the passage is impervious
the path is steep
the space in normal-world is minimum
the air is stale
light is bruised, dim and pale ....
the threshold to cross to get to the normal
world is a revolving door
the only certainty is continue to turn
turn, turn for a fragile moment that we all
believe infinite
and continue to turn and turn .....
today I sat down with some friends
considered crazy by the so-called normal world
and with crazy eyes of infinite tranquillity
camouflaged by autumn anxiety
we stayed there for hours and hours looking
at the so-called normal world caught in the vortex of the usual the common
everything, the taken for granted
the normal word of the “ hopefully
everything will go as it should go…”
the gateway to the so-called normal
world is narrow
the passage is impervious
the path is steep
the space in the normal world space is minimum
the air is stale
the light is low, pale and livid ...
I decided to stay here with the crazy ones,
to laugh, to breathe and to chew peace and light
to laugh, to breathe and to chew peace and light
just like fresh bread in the morning
here on the entrance we do not have other
certainties
dear friends of the normal world,
good journey to you
we stop here in peace
here in front of this revolving door,
sooner or later we will see you all, normal people passing by
and turning , turning and returning
turning and returning....
Marco Bo
dedicated to Alda Merina, to some great
friends and in particular to a friend who still has many things to say,
a bodybuilding coach on temporary leave for
a few differences with the so-called normal world,
a friend who told me: " remember, the
secret is always to put in touch the body with the mind!"
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