La Bella Confusione
“I really have nothing to say,
but I want to say it all the same. “
- Marcello Mastroianni, 8 1/2
If all I have ever wanted to say was that I am a mute,
then I would have painted the lips of a whore on myself
but my producers, they want more philosophy, they said!
I will give them a whore to dance with on the beach sand.
Where is the muse for which I cry out for in the night,
as the car begins to smoke and my body lifts away?
I would ask the doctors for the path to the sanitarium,
but I will give them the image of an angel instead.
I did not want to lie to you, and I wanted to use the rocket,
at the very least, to send our insecurities away for awhile,
as we hide the rotting hearts in the theater's darkness,
watching our lives unfold from the last minute dailies.
I do not want to finish this anymore, I do not have my voice,
I do not have the cries of the harem to continue this charade.
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