gazetiel:

AND THAT YOU AND I,WOULD GO, STRIPPED OF ALL GOOD, OF ALL EVIL, OF EVERYTHING,

TO CHAIN OURSELVES IN THE SAME SILENCE,

TO INCLINE BENEATH THE SAME FOUNTAIN TO LOOK AND LOOK AT EACH OTHER MUTUALLY SPIED FROM BENEATH.

TREMBLING FROM THE WATER.

DISCOVERING,

PRETENDING TO REACH,

WHO WERE YOU BEHIND THAT CURTAIN,

WHO WAS I BEHIND MYSELF.  “assumption of you, mario benedetti”

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