[Boredom]
I Feel this Dazed by the NOTHING which
is Surrounding me that, IF I went Mad
in this VERY moment, my Own
Insanity
wouldn't be but, an ETERNAL sitting down
My EYES Astounded, my MOUTH's opened
my HANDS hidden, between my
knees
neither Laughing nor Weeping
nor EVEN Moving, if not on Compulsion
from the Place where I'd be.
I have no more
VIGOUR
to Conceive any WISH, not even a Deadly one
and not because I FEAR death, but 'cos I NO LONGER see
any difference between
DEATH and this LIFE of mine
where NOBODY comes to Relieve me
not EVEN the Sorrow.
This is the First time that TEDIUM not only
Tires
and weighs Down on me, it's also Worrying
and Tearing me, just like the STRONGEST of Pains.
I've got so Frightened by the
VANITY of things
and the Condition of Mankind - Death of every Passion -
as they're ALL DEAD, in My Heart
that I'm going Insane,
thinking that my DESPAIR itself
isn't BUT NOTHING
Farewell
[Lyric: a free interpretation & translation from]
["Sulla Noia
e la Disperazione" by Giacomo Leopardi 1819]
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