tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446357822230853382011-07-08T05:40:42.745+02:00storie.grigie/luoghi.comuni/molta.cattivodimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.comBlogger791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-71656194221352477982009-07-13T01:54:00.001+02:002009-07-13T01:54:35.430+02:00fui solo.<div>ma completamente</div><div>in armonia.</div><div>col resto del mondo.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7165619422135247798?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-56965444700119453462009-07-13T01:52:00.000+02:002009-07-13T01:53:25.756+02:00di donne.<div>fantasticamente </div><div>leggere.</div><div>e vecchie.</div><div>volare.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5696544470011945346?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-89494988216059142362009-01-25T04:09:00.001+01:002009-01-25T04:09:36.013+01:00io e te<br />siamo una casa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8949498821605914236?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-41828014862866218742009-01-11T01:55:00.000+01:002009-01-11T01:56:31.333+01:00uccidimi ora.<div>perchè non è </div><div>che puoi aspettare</div><div>che torni dalla spesa. </div><div>per dirmi che mi ami.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-4182801486286621874?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-68755475493621892042009-01-05T02:26:00.001+01:002009-01-05T02:27:32.829+01:00dall'altra parte <div>la luna</div><div>di notte</div><div>se ne fotte.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6875547549362189204?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-53324200631620498262009-01-05T02:20:00.002+01:002009-01-05T02:24:24.049+01:00non ebbimo amore. <div><br /><div>mai per noi. </div><div>che non fu per noi.</div><div><br /></div><div>e se potessi ricontare le ore.</div><div>sarei ancora più sicuro.</div><div>che non fu nostra quella sera.</div><div>tanto che nessuno ricorda come</div><div>ci guardò.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5332420063162049826?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-21260207723188508682008-12-29T04:11:00.000+01:002008-12-29T04:12:08.873+01:00rendimi <div>solo</div><div>e </div><div>unico</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-2126020772318850868?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-55539784435455845872008-12-29T04:10:00.001+01:002008-12-29T04:10:32.363+01:00stiamo soli. io te.<div>che ci nascondiamo.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5553978443545584587?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-47209109801287260952008-12-29T04:06:00.001+01:002008-12-29T04:09:23.762+01:00no che non va bene.<div>perché non tutto coincide.</div><div>non tutto si rende perfetto. </div><div>eppure camminando</div><div>pare che ti voglio ancora</div><div>più vicino. </div><div>attaccati.</div><div>rendimi solo.</div><div>e unico.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-4720910980128726095?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-3636465675575054402008-12-29T04:00:00.001+01:002008-12-29T04:01:40.459+01:00al posto tuo<div>mi ricorderei cosa mi piace.</div><div>questo attimo.</div><div>il suo fluire.</div><div>e quest'altro colore.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-363646567557505440?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-54342287332567949282008-12-29T03:34:00.002+01:002008-12-29T03:37:42.029+01:00ci sono cose che mi <div>scappano.</div><div>che sono le stesse che mi</div><div>spaccano.</div><div>che insomma sono solo alcune.</div><div>che mi cambiano. </div><div>come il mio piede sinistro che </div><div>sanguina su questo tempo graffiato. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5434228733256794928?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-25200841478291621862008-12-18T02:51:00.001+01:002008-12-18T02:51:21.992+01:00restami<div>qua</div><div>mentre dormo.</div><div>e fuori piove.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-2520084147829162186?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-76666293599387959292008-12-13T15:32:00.001+01:002008-12-13T15:34:20.161+01:00<div>.così mi ritrovo di nuovo</div><div>qua. dove mi hai spostato</div><div>ultimamente.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7666629359938795929?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-56055691722134803172008-11-23T02:58:00.002+01:002008-11-23T03:03:29.246+01:00<div><div>insomma che poi il modo più sensato di <br /></div><div>pensare la morte è la curiosità.</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5605569172213480317?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-37531630668316437042008-11-23T02:53:00.001+01:002008-11-23T02:56:39.690+01:00prima <div>ero <div>prima.<div>ora torno. </div><div>e che vada. </div><div>vai. </div><div>mai.</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3753163066831643704?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-75530620339462711822008-10-26T01:20:00.002+02:002008-10-26T01:23:00.907+02:00alle volte <div>sento questa</div><div>mia curiosità</div><div>non mi appartiene più.</div><div>ma non solo quella.</div><div>anche questi occhi. </div><div>e certe mie parole.</div><div>e allora aspetto</div><div>che tu e il tempo.</div><div>portatele via. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7553062033946271182?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-78516189485262550872008-10-26T01:17:00.002+02:002008-10-26T01:19:48.334+02:00fa che io rinasca.<div>fa che io sia solo tuo.</div><div>fa che il tuo corpo mi ridefinisca.</div><div>fa che le tue parole mi trovino un nuovo significato.</div><div>fa che gli altri mi vedano diverso.</div><div>fa che io veda in altro modo.</div><div>fa che io esista.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7851618948526255087?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-65390166055105277482008-10-26T01:15:00.003+02:002008-10-26T01:16:59.193+02:00dovevo ricordarmi. di avere<div>delle cose da dire. dovevo. </div><div>dirtele. dovevo poi ricordarmi</div><div>la risposta. registrare le sensazioni.</div><div>memorizzare tutto per saperlo</div><div>poi scrivere. e poi incontrarti.</div><div>e invece.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6539016605510527748?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-85718794016925333232008-10-25T15:48:00.000+02:002008-10-25T15:49:05.275+02:00quando mi tocchi.<div>mi sento un albero.</div><div>ma non qui.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8571879401692533323?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-15133181529213893042008-08-26T01:54:00.000+02:002008-08-26T01:55:04.242+02:00se poi mi assicuri<br />che mi dici di no.<br />ti sposo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-1513318152921389304?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-61064028896354179052008-08-26T01:15:00.001+02:002008-08-26T01:16:46.206+02:00potrei anche riconoscermi<br />in quello che faccio.<br />e sorridente per strada.<br />fare finta che sia vero.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6106402889635417905?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-42705739510085088862008-08-26T01:08:00.002+02:002008-08-26T01:13:13.976+02:00qualche altra volta.<br />non questa.<br />sapendolo dire.<br />altrove.<br />lo avrei detto.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-4270573951008508886?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-70959555176399270662008-08-03T03:57:00.001+02:002008-08-03T03:57:23.259+02:00e dai.<br />visto che ti annoi.<br />amami<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7095955517639927066?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-60364150614776941932008-08-03T03:55:00.001+02:002008-08-03T03:56:31.053+02:00ma perchè c'è ancora qualcuno che non pensa che la priorità nella scuola siano i grembiuli?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6036415061477694193?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-76588187863242913842008-08-03T03:47:00.001+02:002008-08-03T03:48:57.169+02:00Un giornale - "Rifiuti, Berlusconi: emergenza finita"<br /><br />io- speriamo che ora passi a quella del caldo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7658818786324291384?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-59736957352560311192008-08-03T03:42:00.000+02:002008-08-03T03:43:24.576+02:00a- allora mi sono spiegato?<br />b,c,d,e .. - veramente no.<br /><br />a- (perfetto. la situazione è sotto controllo)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5973695735256031119?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-78190059382929690982008-08-03T03:20:00.000+02:002008-08-03T03:21:00.465+02:00a- ma sei disoccupato?<br />b- no! mi alleno per la pensione.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7819005938292969098?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-8876003659731343952008-08-01T03:21:00.002+02:002008-08-01T03:31:30.325+02:00a- Gelmini (ministro dell'istruzione): "Nessun 7 in condotta ma i bulli a rischio bocciatura"<br />b- Bossi accusa gli insegnanti meriodionali dopo la bocciatura del figlio<br />c- La causa del bullismo sono i genitori che giustificano sempre e comunque i propri figli<br /><br />tutto torna.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-887600365973134395?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-5903354456226285942008-07-31T17:37:00.001+02:002008-07-31T17:40:39.647+02:00non posso più uscire di casa.<br /><br />i militari per strada.<br />mi fanno venire la diarrea.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-590335445622628594?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-49676062520928610882008-07-31T16:51:00.001+02:002008-07-31T16:53:45.007+02:00i nordici insultano i sudici.<br />i napoletani cacciano i neri.<br />i neri attaccano le prostitute.<br />tutti contri gli zingari.<br /><br />e poi dicono che non c'è lavoro.<br /><br />è gratis.<br />ma c'è.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-4967606252092861088?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-54142744282407101382008-07-28T01:32:00.002+02:002008-07-28T02:03:59.764+02:00siediti<br />e<br />stendendoti<br />dormi.<br />sul mio<br />confine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5414274428240710138?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-82417013598507987772008-07-26T15:01:00.000+02:002008-07-26T15:02:21.023+02:00bossi dichiara: mai più insegnanti del sud al nord.<br /><br />meglio.<br />quest'anno non ho voglia di spendere<br />soldi per viaggiare in treno.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8241701359850798777?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-91537404643204660212008-07-26T14:53:00.004+02:002008-07-26T15:00:50.400+02:00emergenza lavoro.<br />emergenza rifiuti.<br />emergenza immigrati.<br />emergenza sanitaria.<br />emergenza sicurezza.<br /><br />ma è rimasto qualcuno con<br />qualche idea in proposito?<br /><br />alle volte mi pare che anche il mio senso di colpa sia troppo piccolo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-9153740464320466021?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-21837305048264737202008-07-26T12:25:00.001+02:002008-07-26T12:29:07.055+02:00la munnezza per strada<br />mi faceva dormire<br />più tranquillo.<br />almeno sapevo<br />con certezza<br />dove fosse.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-2183730504826473720?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-77566519381740474822008-07-12T02:24:00.000+02:002008-07-12T02:25:14.844+02:00sarò<br />un motore<br />un'elica<br /><br />un tocco.<br /><br />per ora aspetto.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7756651938174047482?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-58331796646180603982008-07-11T01:35:00.002+02:002008-07-11T01:45:01.713+02:00mi sei entrata di fianco.<br />sotto il lato sinistro.<br />lanciata. silenziosa.<br />e inevitabile.<br />mi hai bucato il petto.<br />al centro.<br /><br />e non esci.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5833179664618060398?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-89325796377664126692008-06-26T20:47:00.001+02:002008-06-26T20:48:58.932+02:00potrebbe non essere possibile<br />essere felice per una città.<br />eppure domenica. lo sono già.<br />e lo sarò. il viaggio di gioia.<br />di speranza. di molestia.<br />all'incontrè.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8932579637766412669?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-71306827075706535862008-06-13T01:06:00.001+02:002008-06-13T01:06:41.681+02:00come gli anni che mi porto dentro da 40 anni<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7130682707570653586?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-74246906645824872322008-06-10T02:27:00.001+02:002008-06-10T02:28:17.530+02:00riflettendo su me.<br />domani vado a correre.<br />ma non come le altre<br />volte che mi fermo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7424690664582487232?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-62125223560541016152008-06-06T01:39:00.002+02:002008-06-06T01:42:25.713+02:00facciamo il riepilogo.<br />ho sempre sonno.<br />e sono narcisisita.<br />e ho rubato degli occhiali rossi.<br />e tu invece di sognarmi.<br />mi incubi.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6212522356054101615?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-6243464667708487352008-06-01T02:05:00.001+02:002008-06-01T02:05:55.254+02:00mah.<br />ma faremo qualcosa con me?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-624346466770848735?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-41427176610078108542008-05-29T10:13:00.001+02:002008-05-29T10:13:55.221+02:00mah.<br />ma come faremo con me?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-4142717661007810854?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-34070671540003065782008-05-24T01:57:00.001+02:002008-05-24T01:57:50.540+02:00io non ti scrivo.<br />e tu non mi leggi.<br />perfettamente.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3407067154000306578?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-13755339182579996512008-05-24T01:52:00.001+02:002008-05-24T01:56:40.212+02:00accado liquido in te.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-1375533918257999651?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-72941979044740561782008-05-23T02:03:00.002+02:002008-05-23T02:04:19.749+02:00questo spazio mi attacca.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7294197904474056178?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-34223764119363130362008-05-08T23:56:00.001+02:002008-05-08T23:56:24.138+02:00non ti dimenticare.<br />altrimenti<br />mi dimentico.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3422376411936313036?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-20280206047242541952008-05-08T23:51:00.000+02:002008-05-08T23:52:13.710+02:00ci siamo mancati.<br />per poco.<br />quasi sfiorati.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-2028020604724254195?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-87894085002642169432008-05-08T23:33:00.001+02:002008-05-08T23:35:26.608+02:00una mia amica mi deve una cena<br />perchè io mi sono dimenticato di lei<br />e lei di mè<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8789408500264216943?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-39343650154020354082008-05-08T23:32:00.000+02:002008-05-08T23:33:20.341+02:00di anni<br />non cadevo<br />contraddicendomi.<br /><br />evidentemente.<br />felice!<br />capita.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3934365015402035408?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-72702987723424395152008-05-08T23:25:00.001+02:002008-05-08T23:29:20.322+02:00potevo essere<br />molto più creativo<br />e invece sto qua.<br /><br />anche se sono<br />a-sentimentale.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7270298772342439515?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-69587138428817342082008-04-15T02:48:00.001+02:002008-04-15T02:49:48.755+02:00sto in uovo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6958713842881734208?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-19986819632430536892008-04-12T03:02:00.001+02:002008-04-12T03:04:20.737+02:00ho pianto tutto me.<br />l'altra parte.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-1998681963243053689?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-58266930496886704562008-04-12T02:46:00.002+02:002008-04-12T02:54:39.740+02:00non basta<br />una parte.<br />di te tutta.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5826693049688670456?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-28065669275365287262008-04-08T11:16:00.001+02:002008-04-08T11:17:41.699+02:00pienamente le cose<br />che accadono<br />non si cercano.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-2806566927536528726?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-54786080779175417962008-04-08T02:58:00.000+02:002008-04-08T03:00:10.037+02:00io sospiro.<br />perchè<br />alla fine.<br />comodamente<br />la tua trasparenza<br />si attacca a me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5478608077917541796?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-76518158254648588602008-04-06T01:31:00.000+02:002008-04-06T01:32:01.230+02:00mi è rimasto<br />un bacio in bocca.<br />in più.<br />e per te.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7651815825464858860?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-63609370278352975942008-03-24T03:02:00.000+01:002008-03-24T03:03:21.322+01:00fucilati<br />nel futuro<br />potremmo dover essere<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6360937027835297594?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-52453099979126295752008-03-24T02:57:00.002+01:002008-03-24T03:00:18.695+01:00non sono così<br />come lo ero.<br />non scrivo così bene<br />come lo ero.<br /><br />perchè non lo sono più.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5245309997912629575?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-32687901261635962222008-03-24T02:41:00.001+01:002008-03-24T02:49:02.884+01:00io non ho paura.<br />i can dance.<br />whatever.<br />anche se è<br />un linea.<br />still sottile.<br />still me.<br />not yet.<br />not me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3268790126163596222?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-24334597416151206132008-03-23T02:57:00.000+01:002008-03-23T02:58:03.778+01:00sono troppo stupido per amare.<br /><br />al massimo potrei intepretare la parte.<br />di un oggetto.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-2433459741615120613?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-10728874294839569172008-03-22T03:12:00.002+01:002008-03-22T03:13:17.803+01:00non ti voglio vedere<br />è troppo per me.<br />è troppo poco per me.<br />è completamente indifferente<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-1072887429483956917?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-39998176350989390292008-03-22T03:09:00.000+01:002008-03-22T03:10:05.185+01:00tu sei troppo.<br />mi basta meglio.<br />pocomale.<br />poco me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3999817635098939029?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-88021222724158869202008-03-22T03:01:00.002+01:002008-03-22T03:08:30.903+01:00cerco.<br />no.<br />donne non identificate.<br />di stacchi.<br />superficiali.<br />nylon. ny me.<br />di accenti est.<br />completamente beautiful.<br />no te.<br />che sappia di mattina<br />preaparami il caffè.<br />baciare.<br />gli spazi.<br />e camminare nuda.<br />come se fosse sola<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8802122272415886920?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-76723945390844245012008-03-21T01:09:00.002+01:002008-03-21T01:12:10.911+01:00mentre penso accade quello a cui dovrei pensare.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-7672394539084424501?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-65711671481369567322008-03-21T00:58:00.000+01:002008-03-21T00:59:20.217+01:00potrei essere<br />ottimista.<br /><br />e invece no.<br />t'amo ancora.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6571167148136956732?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-39308540841086853182008-03-20T02:52:00.002+01:002008-03-20T02:55:35.259+01:00è inutile che ti prepara<br />e poi esci e poi balli e ti spostare<br />e poi ti guardi e mi guardi me.<br />e sorridi me e mi sorridi.<br />è inutile. se poi non me lo dici.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3930854084108685318?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-5962740195382674732008-03-12T01:44:00.001+01:002008-03-12T01:46:40.220+01:00la forma del mio confine<br />è nel tuo sguardo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-596274019538267473?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-14680963517063146922008-03-12T01:41:00.001+01:002008-03-12T01:43:17.315+01:00e che alcune volte non ricordo perchè sto qua.<br />e che quelle volte dimentico che non me lo devo chiedere.<br />e che altre volte so che non c'è alcuna domanda.<br />e che sempre so che la risposta è questa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-1468096351706314692?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-86848917956391147062008-03-12T01:31:00.001+01:002008-03-12T01:33:30.711+01:00i'm like your fake.<br />i like your cake.<br />i hate your face.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8684891795639114706?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-34568185945295358552008-03-06T01:11:00.003+01:002008-03-06T01:12:55.379+01:00mi devo consumare<br />nelle cose semplici.<br />nei passi normali.<br />nelle parole più banali.<br /><br />devo essiccarmi<br />nell'usura.<br />nell'idiozia.<br />nei tuoi occhi.<br /><br />per poi invisibilmente<br />riapparire<br />non ora<br />non qui<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-3456818594529535855?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-3449559880651905072008-03-06T01:07:00.003+01:002008-03-06T01:10:36.522+01:00io non sono così dolce.<br />e nemmeno così.<br />io no. dodecafonico.<br />curvo. di piccole luci.<br />stacchi.<br />e odio l'attesa che un tempo.<br />amavo.<br />e odio te.<br />che un tempo.<br />ma ora<br />t'intervallo<br />ti consumo. inarcando un occhio destro.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-344955988065190507?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-9610268258906157662008-03-06T00:59:00.002+01:002008-03-06T01:03:20.116+01:00prova un vergonga.<br />speciale mi rende.<br />essere gratis.<br />tu mi capisci.<br />ma non sai come relazionarti a me.<br />questo è il punto debole.<br />l'essere inquieti.<br />di nero.<br />e assenti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-961026825890615766?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-58856972831250638712008-02-29T01:32:00.004+01:002008-02-29T01:39:35.360+01:00come essenzialmente voglio.<br />colgo. tolgo. resto. non finisce.<br />per stare manchi. tu. limpido.<br />di ferite.<br />io resterò solo. solo. solo.<br />solo. solo. solo. solo. solo. solo. solo.<br />perchè si realizza sempre quello che voglio.<br />perchè costruisco quello che realizzo.<br />perchè solo mi realizzo.<br />perchè mi realizzo solo.<br />perchè vengo. perchè no.<br />glad. sad. mad.<br />me. solo. in circolo.<br /><br />ah - e non mi toccare.<br />altrimenti.<br />non dormo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-5885697283125063871?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-12218969285424142962008-02-25T02:01:00.002+01:002008-02-25T02:04:55.279+01:00calpesto questo buio<br />di solitudine.<br />compreso che te.<br />che<br />per non sbagliare.<br />ti cancello.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-1221896928542414296?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-27102217872415604682008-02-19T02:04:00.001+01:002008-02-19T02:05:45.166+01:00i'm the clown.<br />i'm the illusionist.<br />i'll make you smile.<br />i'll make you fly.<br /><br />per cui non chiedere altro.<br />regalo già troppo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-2710221787241560468?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-18215525045966515422008-02-07T00:49:00.000+01:002008-02-07T00:50:55.553+01:00tu ha detto non parti. ma era bugia.<br />perchè io partito. io pure arrivato.<br />io sto qua ora di viaggio di inseguimento.<br />poco morto. poco vivo.<br />poco d'aspetto.<br />molto tempo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-1821552504596651542?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-89603571445763252322008-02-06T00:34:00.001+01:002008-02-06T00:34:39.029+01:00<div align="justify">io esteso qua. io è steso qua.<br />io che tu salita sulle scale non mi guardi.<br />io ti sfioro a calci dietro. guardo i tacchi.<br />tu scendi dall'altra parte. gettandomi aria<br />di sfida in pancia. io domani sullo stesso<br />scale. ti stendo.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8960357144576325232?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-64625142395324746572008-02-05T01:21:00.000+01:002008-02-05T01:24:32.155+01:00io stare qua. perchè già morto.<br />altrimenti non venivo. a sperimentarmi.<br />di nuovo. e sentire aria coltivata diversamente<br />dal tuo profumo. e non per convincerti.<br />e non per scappare.<br />e solo solament assolutissimamente<br /><br />per ri.incontrare.<br />per ri.incontrare.<br />per ri.incontrare.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-6462514239532474657?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244635782223085338.post-87373063408468175122008-02-04T19:40:00.000+01:002008-02-04T19:41:02.825+01:00jefnvejkfnrjkefnvj<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244635782223085338-8737306340846817512?l=dimitrikolp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dimitri.kolpnoreply@blogger.com3