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Luiza Neto Jorge

HEAD IN AN AMBULANCE

There are cyclical wounds furious flights
inside rounded air sacs
wounds that are thought of at night
and break out in the morning

or that open up at night
and in the morning are thought of
along with the other thoughts
our organs are adept
at inventing like bandages

compresses helmets
sacraments
for securing the head
when it breaks away from us

when it’s able to sense us
in a syncope or naked exposure
or in a more spacious error
or in a quieter letter
or in the torture chamber
in the dark chamber, of childhood.

A Cabeça em Ambulância

A Cabeça em Ambulância

Há feridas cíclicas há violentos voos
dentro de câmaras de ar curvas
feridas que se pensam de noite
e rebentam pela manhã

ou que de noite se abrem
e pela manhã são pensadas
com todos os pensamentos
que os órgãos são hábeis
em inventar como pensos

ligaduras capacetes
sacramentos
com que se prende a cabeça
quando ela se nos afasta

quando ela nos pressente
em síncope ou desnudamento
ou num erro mais espaçoso
ou numa letra mais muda
ou na sala de tortura
na sala escura, de infância.
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HEAD IN AN AMBULANCE

There are cyclical wounds furious flights
inside rounded air sacs
wounds that are thought of at night
and break out in the morning

or that open up at night
and in the morning are thought of
along with the other thoughts
our organs are adept
at inventing like bandages

compresses helmets
sacraments
for securing the head
when it breaks away from us

when it’s able to sense us
in a syncope or naked exposure
or in a more spacious error
or in a quieter letter
or in the torture chamber
in the dark chamber, of childhood.

HEAD IN AN AMBULANCE

There are cyclical wounds furious flights
inside rounded air sacs
wounds that are thought of at night
and break out in the morning

or that open up at night
and in the morning are thought of
along with the other thoughts
our organs are adept
at inventing like bandages

compresses helmets
sacraments
for securing the head
when it breaks away from us

when it’s able to sense us
in a syncope or naked exposure
or in a more spacious error
or in a quieter letter
or in the torture chamber
in the dark chamber, of childhood.
Sponsors
Gemeente Rotterdam
Nederlands Letterenfonds
Stichting Van Beuningen Peterich-fonds
Prins Bernhard cultuurfonds
Lira fonds
Versopolis
J.E. Jurriaanse
Gefinancierd door de Europese Unie
Elise Mathilde Fonds
Stichting Verzameling van Wijngaarden-Boot
Veerhuis
VDM
Partners
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