"What art thou or art thou distracted?"
“To be (I replied) an enchanted being”
Master Caterpillar then widened his eyes, almost as if he were next to a rare species... and from the top of his mushroom he looked at me, pondering to himself something.
He had thoughts but no words came, like one who does not draw from a spider's hole.
After a silence lasting half an hour, he said to me then: “Oh understand!! your action is nothing but scribbling, being poetry, a bunch of words”
“More or less, but something else comes first”
“What?”
“Wander quite marvelously....”
Satisfied with the response received, he hosted me on the mushroom. And I sat there for three hundred years...
Three hundred years... and with what soundtrack? But the Beatles of course, particularly those little things about strawberries and walruses...
Surely on a mushroom one does not listen to records,,, however, there are little orchestras... and little choirs of diurnal and nocturnal beings... so let's say we listened to some covers,,,
Strawberries and walruses we were saying, but you don't think I'm going to talk to you about them?
At most I’ll leave you two zot from the caterpillar, or rather just one, since even he could do nothing about the strawberries. And no one ever will be able, I think...
So the walruses remain.
Here's what the caterpillar said about the walruses: “it's nice to hop from this to that and also from that to this”. Pretending it’s somewhat true, I add myself.
And I add it today that that time is over and I have left the mushroom for a little concrete box.
But I entered that little box following a marriage and during the ceremony the loudspeaker played Lucy in the sky with diamonds...
Too bad the marriage was quite a failure...
Tra-la-la...
(Ps... there would also be the penny line, perhaps the Beatles studied Pascoli's little child at school, or maybe it was a little druggie, who knows?... do as you wish)
(Ps 2... there would also be the rest of the record, but as I already told you, on a mushroom one does not listen to records)
Tra-la-la 2...