Catania Collective

The verve of all this black-

ened stone, dormant dome,

o’ cucchiti; lay down

thy vanity, prof.,

thy vanity of the curious

and nervous gesture to play

remembering all this stone

porous, black, and burnt,

an earth that moves through agency:

domus dominion domination,

associations of threat

and assassination, finding freedom

in a collective.

To tell the truth, the Mafia is

a fascist plague in socialist

times, a military ent-

erprise in private hands,

bankrupt

and ticking. I remember:

the ancient city below the street,

two swans, one black and one was white.

10/12/2013

Catania/Siracusa