La precarietà - Nicola Arigliano

Lui, un vecchio professore d’arte

Era un po' suo padre, un po' suo amante

Ma quando lei abbassava le ciglia

Si capiva che… non era la figlia

Lei aveva molti anni di meno

Erano scesi un mattino da un treno

Ogni tanto gli carezzava la barba

Lei le metteva a posto la sciarpa

Ma cosa importa in fondo l’et

l’innocenza, la precariet

O soltanto una bocca nuda

Che bacia una smorfia o una ruga

Lei compiva gli anni a novembre

Era poco pi che adolescente

Piena di ragni ed incertezze

Ricoperta di piume o carezze

Lui processava la sua impazienza

Condannando l’inesperienza

Lei barricava I suoi pensieri

Da tutti quei sogni di ieri

Ma cosa importa in fondo l’et

la lussuria, la precariet

Lui un giorno era risorto

Tutto nuovo nel suo corpo

Lui poteva sembrare suo padre

Ma accarezzava le sue gambe magre

Come un bambino attaccato al seno

Si godeva quel dolce veleno

E quando n’ebbero abbastanza

Si rinchiusero nella stanza

Condannando la loro sorte

Con gli occhi si diedero la morte…

Him, an old art professor

He was a bit of his father, a bit of a lover

But when she lowered her lashes

She understood that she… she was not the daughter

She was many years younger

They had gotten off a train one morning

Every now and then he stroked his beard

She put her scarf in place

But what does age really matter?

innocence, precariousness

Or just a naked mouth

Kissing a grimace or a wrinkle

She was having her birthday in November

She was little more than a teenager

Full of spiders and uncertainties

Covered with feathers or caresses

He processed her impatience

Condemning inexperience

She barricaded her thoughts

From all those dreams of yesterday

But what does age really matter?

lust, precariousness

He was risen one day

All new in his body

He might have looked like her father

But he stroked her thin legs

Like a baby on the breast

He enjoyed that sweet poison

And when they had enough

They locked themselves in the room

Condemning their fate

With their eyes they killed themselves ...