Spectral.
Toate sunt privite
de autorit\u0103\u021bi b\u0103tr\u00e2ne<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ceea ce m\u0103 dizolv\u0103
e rece ca un principiu
\u0219i con\u021bine timp<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lini\u0219te, doar zumzetul
aparatului de suferit
de unic\u0103 folosin\u021b\u0103
toac\u0103 diminea\u021ba, mii de buc\u0103\u021bi
alburii sunt date pentru consum,
fuioare moi poart\u0103 urmele atelajului,
mul\u021bi se \u00eentorc din excursii nocturne
\u0219i se conecteaz\u0103<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tu e\u0219ti l\u00eeng\u0103 fricile mele,
c\u00eend via\u021ba mea trece pe l\u00eeng\u0103 timpuri
cu lacome guri,
tu e\u0219ti l\u00eeng\u0103 fricile mele,
pe tine te presupun c\u0103derile mele,
c\u00eend, \u00een golul ce m-ar putea absorbi,
se \u00een\u0219ir\u0103, ca ni\u0219te sc\u0103ri,\u00a0
sur\u00eesurile tale,
l\u00eeng\u0103 tine iadurile au gurile amu\u021bite<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
De la o vreme, chiar \u0219i obiectele
\u00eemi simt singur\u0103tatea,
prezentul e at\u00eet de dens,
c\u0103 \u00eemi smulge fa\u021ba<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Indescriptibil peisaj,
la\u0219itatea amestecat\u0103 cu fric\u0103,
din egoisme mol\u00eei
r\u0103zbat rug\u0103ciuni,
un \u0219uvoi piroclastic
se scurge \u00een mu\u021benii \u00eempietrite<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dimine\u021bile, aceste depozite reci,
unde se aud respira\u021bii b\u0103tr\u00eene,
acolo spaimele, ca ni\u0219te p\u0103rin\u021bi buni,
g\u0103sesc miezul \u00eensu\u0219i al timpului
dintr-o copil\u0103rie \u00eenro\u0219it\u0103 de sfio\u0219enii adormite,
mai stai cu mine, mai stai,
cur\u00eend va ap\u0103rea m\u00eena \u0219i va desena
chipul abia n\u0103scutei tale mor\u021bi<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Copii \u00een gr\u0103din\u0103
sunt zilele
\u0219i via\u021ba at\u00eet de intens\u0103,
c\u0103 \u0219i obiectele
ne simt prezen\u021ba<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ziua,
metal mort,
at\u00eern\u0103<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00cen cele din urm\u0103 ne desp\u0103r\u021bim
de numele noastre,
dar ele continu\u0103 cutremurate,
s\u0103 caute un trup,
\u0219i, \u00eensp\u0103im\u00eentate, g\u0103sesc alte nume,
ca ni\u0219te ne\u00eendur\u0103tori st\u0103p\u00eeni,
\u00een tremurul lor se v\u0103d imagini de odinioar\u0103,
dep\u0103rtate, \u00een alte vie\u021bi, atinse de oboseli,
\u0219i \u00eencep s\u0103 c\u00eente melodii sf\u00ee\u0219ietoare,
ca toamnele \u00een care iubirile se schimb\u0103 la fa\u021b\u0103
\u0219i chipurile nu se mai recunosc<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Curg vie\u021bi
din ruinele
acestui apus,
orele tari
nu vor mai ajunge la mine<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un spirit de observa\u0163ie atroce
ne vede,
nici moartea noastr\u0103 nu-l poate opri,
limpezile noastre dimine\u0163i
vin din ochii lui,
dragostea mea pentru tine
\u00eenvie \u00een clipele lui de del\u0103sare,
dar vino cu mine \u00een seri parfumate,
s\u0103 sim\u0163im respira\u0163iile
dragostelor plecate demult<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Diminea\u021ba,
sunt distribuit,
\u00een pauza dintre ieri \u0219i aceast\u0103 diminea\u021b\u0103,
o mare mu\u021benie, m\u0103 \u00eendrept
spre, m\u0103 apropii de aceast\u0103 lini\u0219te,
at\u00eet de t\u0103ioas\u0103, c\u0103 acolo ar putea fi
chiar sursa a ceva care m\u0103 poate suprima,
alt\u0103dat\u0103, timpul era bl\u00eend, mi se scurgea
pe fa\u021b\u0103, vorbea cu vocile prietenilor pleca\u021bi,
\u00een moliciunile lui \u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cea s\u0103la\u0219 o mam\u0103 ocrotitoare,
acum,
oric\u00eete a\u0219 aduna,
nu pot sc\u0103pa s\u0103 nu v\u0103d
c\u0103 m\u0103 retrag
\u00eentr-o memorie \u00eens\u00eengerat\u0103<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vii,
vii spre mine,
o venire ce nu se mai termin\u0103,
plec spre tine,
p\u00een\u0103 ce nu mai r\u0103m\u00eene aproape nimic
din ce eram \u00eenainte de nesf\u00eer\u0219ita venire a ta,
m\u0103 \u00eempu\u021binez pe m\u0103sura venirii tale<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Apar \u0219i dispar
chipuri
\u00een lumini intermitente,
ultime, fragile
leg\u0103turi le mai semnaleaz\u0103,
sunt ca ni\u0219te priviri
\u00eengreunate de p\u0103reri de r\u0103u,
spre puterile t\u0103cute<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amurgul din fiecare, crispat ca o p\u00e2nd\u0103<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Acum, odat\u0103 c\u00eendva, risip\u0103
o voce povestind, cum se rup
vie\u021bile, jarul r\u0103mas dup\u0103 intense tr\u0103iri
c\u00eend se va stinge, vom conta
pe alte lumini, acum, g\u00eendul cu inepuizabile
c\u0103l\u0103torii, dar las\u0103, \u00eenc\u0103 am o inim\u0103, consumul
clip\u0103 de clip\u0103 r\u0103spunde puterilor t\u0103cute,
nesf\u00eer\u0219irea e imaginea \u00een care totul \u00eencape<\/p>\n\n\n\n
***<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vin privirile peregrine,
se a\u015feaz\u0103 la marginile a ceea ce numesc via\u0163a mea.
Lumini\u0163e peste un popor de absen\u0163e,
at\u00eet a mai r\u0103mas, dup\u0103 ce peste zilele mele a trecut privirea integral\u0103,
acum,
ceea ce a r\u0103mas viu \u00een urma acelei priviri
are glas de copil \u015fi umbl\u0103 rug\u00eendu-se<\/p>\n\n\n\n
*** <\/p>\n\n\n\n
R\u0103m\u00e2ne un mort \u00een urma noastr\u0103,
\u00een fiecare zi pe care am tr\u0103it-o,
fiecare zi cu mortul din ea,
stau a\u0219eza\u021bi calmi,
trecu\u021bi cu totul \u00een alt\u0103 parte,
vie\u021bile neprivite vreme lung\u0103
ar putea egala lini\u0219tea lor sau a timpului
ce ne m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103 fe\u021bele<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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