Dead in Venice .
I want to ward off the curse of men
with dirty minds .
Greedy casoars in cassocks .
Smelly old skin under the neons
that dance immodestly
soiling angels beauty ...
Your hormonic smell of alcohol and tobacco
repulse my will of harmony ...
Those foul mouths that bite the child .
Animals of the night
I am your enemy !
stalking in the nooks of your souls,
dagger designing countryside on your throat.
Dead in Venice .
Drawing a bloody pizzicato on the flesh of the piano,
in the last act the curtain shroud on the cadaver ...
Knight I'll find grace ,embracing the heights !
Sublime cleaner !
Grotesque shadow in piazza San Marco
I'll rip your domino off ,
leaden flowers rain down on inferno !
In the doge,decrepit palazzo ,
killing all dogs and servants
I'll drain the laguna of its vices ,
dead in venice ...
And taking a cab to oblivion .
Avenger you never have enough life ...
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Dedicated to Roberto Succo
Serial killer born in the suburbs of Venice .
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lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments4
Your insignificant production has no interest for me .Bye !
A dark and angry tone to this well written piece. It speaks of foul deeds and has a fotting smell that takes the reader to the shadows. Very nicely done
Laguna' s dark side ...Thank you !
Venice has long symbolized vice, temptation, and hidden danger, making it a source of inspiration for some writers and poets.
This poem is like a creepy ballad. Roberto Succo, infamous for his cruelty, is felt as a ghost wandering through Venice. His image gives the poem an ominous tone, combining the beauty of Venice with tragedy and decay.
Do have serial killers the right to be loved .?
Gripping and imbued with presence.
Thank you for your kind comment !
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