Carmen Consoli
Miscellaneous
Sweet Autumn
Slowly between one page and another of any book
I cheated the wait already in September a few distant voices and
an autumn distracted beyond the glass
I was almost hoping that you wouldn't arrive again
I almost believed that I didn't miss you and yet I was waiting
getting distracted seemed rather easy
I thought I could tolerate your indifference
br/>looking for useless pretexts and remedies
you were that sore point it was you sweet autumn it was you
I coldly assessed my limits
the rash gestures the frequent renunciations
it was late and they burned my eyes stared at the ceiling
my unmade bed
I almost hoped you wouldn't come again
I almost believed I didn't miss you and yet I was waiting
getting distracted seemed rather easy
I believed to put up with your indifference
looking for pretexts and useless remedies
I thought I was suffocating my intolerance
you were that sore point, you were the sweet autumn, it was you
you were the sore point, you were the one sweet autumn was you
sweet autumn...

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