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		<title>bruises on the fruit</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[nel sogno ero kurt cobain e avevo circa sedici anni, i capelli impastati in testa e in faccia e un paio di mutande lunghe, il torso scavato come una mela masticata, gli spazi intercostali come i segni dei denti. una volta ho visto un documentario su una coppia di rumoristi. nel sogno era quasi il [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=madamepsychosis.wordpress.com&blog=5173786&post=1082&subd=madamepsychosis&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I wish you were the verb to trust and never let me down</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[mi arrampico – è tutto in salita – e ogni roccia alla quale mi aggrappo si sfalda, è il calore delle mie mani o la pioggia che cade incessante dal cielo e dagli occhi; ogni gesto mi costa fatica, ogni gesto lo osservo con occhi da mosca e lo vedo scomposto in migliaia di azioni [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=madamepsychosis.wordpress.com&blog=5173786&post=180&subd=madamepsychosis&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>analyze this</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[prima di svegliarmi stavo sognando di vedere un piccolissimo koala aggrappato alla maniglia di una porta. avevo in braccio un gatto, un gattino tigrato.
è saltato a terra e ha colpito con la zampa il koala, enucleandogli un occhio giallo. l&#8217;orbita era bianca e molle, l&#8217;occhio per terra tagliato in mezzo dalla pupilla.
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		<title>scarti</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sono in una casa &#8211; no, non in una casa, sono in un edificio molto grande e molto giallo e molto arancione. Le stanze sono collegate da scivoli o scanalature &#8211; i miei edifici, nei sogni, sembrano sempre scuole o cliniche o entrambe le cose, per il numero di persone che vi si trova, per [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=madamepsychosis.wordpress.com&blog=5173786&post=110&subd=madamepsychosis&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sono a casa e c&#8217;è con me un uomo che non conosco, uno scrittore di cui ho letto qualche libro. Mi mostra una rivista, la sfoglia, cerca un racconto &#8211; vedo la parola manicomio &#8211; mi chiede, l&#8217;hai letto?
Gli dico di sì anche se non ne sono sicura. Gli dico, io e il manicomio, lo [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=madamepsychosis.wordpress.com&blog=5173786&post=40&subd=madamepsychosis&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>traumdeutung</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2008 08:46:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sogno di stare scappando, le mani piene di oggetti, i miei, libri, quaderni, cose di plastica che non riconosco ma che, nel sogno, so appartenermi.
Perdo pezzi.
Mi fermo, appoggio tutto su una qualche superficie, raccolgo ciò che mi è caduto, riprovo.
La mia fuga è rallentata dalle cose che ho e dalle cose che non so di [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=madamepsychosis.wordpress.com&blog=5173786&post=17&subd=madamepsychosis&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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