FOR PASOLINI 

“Vecchio ragazzo di Casarsa, 
dear protagonist / Where shall we
find the like of your intelligence?” 
—Robert Wells, For Pasolini
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The queens coming here—
summer cruises to Mama Roma
looking for young cute Ragazzi

Their money & boredom—
are enough to keep things going
for the petit bourgeoisie for now

Wealthy aging windowed divas—
like Janet Leigh buy their happiness:
THE ROMAN SPRING OF MRS. STONE
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Your sub-proletarian hustlers now—
tres jaded my poor dearest Pasolini
your Roma a ratty rubble of greed

Even the holy path to the Vatican—
trodden with brambles that cover up
tracks of priestly pedophile pleasures

Packed down to make a rough & narrow—
Highway to Sodom and Gomorrah where
veins on Bernini’s Columns obscenely writhe