FRIDA KAHLO, Heinrich Ford Hospital, 1932.
I never understood Frida better
than I do now
sitting in the dark
of this closed box.
Anguish
my body exploding
creatures colonizing my organs.
I wish
I hadn’t done that.
Partially reversible.
Partially murdering.
Virgins are dancing inside me
they dance and suffocate me.
I became lame
but it was not the polio.
Dance of death.
The sleeping pills
will have their effect
soon.
2 comments:
Quando sono stata a Ciudad de Mexico ho visitato la casa di Frida.
Indescrivibile.
wow..com'era??se c'è una pittrice a cui mi sento vicina è proprio lei...
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