Elio Iannacci
Coloratura
"I don't lie lie, I just do some coloratura."
-Isabella Rossellini, Some Of Me
You fight devils in crisp sheets.
In public, admiring streets,
you never show a stitch.
Show us how you laze
on a caramel sofa,
keep a man in
your walk-in closet.
In doorways,
lean into the flirtation
of your hips,
your back curved
like a well-aimed bow.
Make us want
the updo vulgar
of a blond wig
exposing black roots under.
Pout in black and white
cinema, mourning your cousins
and mother, knowing
where they will go.
Impart to us
the softening light
of candles at 59!
Exit stages
in a trail of perfume,
waving Ciao, darlings.
Isn't New York
happy to be under
Italy's stylish boot?
Spread the flush lie,
the white and green one,
smooth them in circles
under your eyes.
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