Orasul cu lumini spalate
De zeci si mii de pacate
Deschide usi si-nchide minti,
Te mesteca si te ingroapa langa sfinti.
Nici nu mai stii de unde vii,
Pe unde ti-ai lasat avantul nu mai stii.
Dar stii c-ai ingropat si vise, si parinti,
Si i-ai lasat gramada, scrasnind din dinti.
N-ai timp de ganduri si de tine,
Lumina se inchide inauntru si e bine.
Ai si uitat de mortii din morminte,
Iar gandurile tale-s doar cuvinte.
Dragul meu,
Imi place sa aleg cuvinte, sa le impodobesc cu rasuflari de cafea si funde rosii ca de Craciun, dar stiu ca nu e ceea ce-mi permite soarta, timpul, orice din sfera asta fatalista, asa ca renunt repede la ornamente si trec la treaba.
Cand te-am cunoscut prima oara, era aproape vara si era galagie, asa ca mi s-a parut normal sa faci si tu galagie, si eu sa contribui la galagia de-acolo. Ne-am galagiit impreuna, si totul parea bine si frumos, pana cand n-a mai fost.
Acum, sa nu ma intelegi gresit. N-a fost nimic brusc sau abrupt, doar ca in sufletul meu e un cutit, mereu in teaca, gata sa fie folosit.
Si, dupa ce l-am folosit incet pe tine, l-am folosit si pe mine. Si sangele s-a facut durere mestecata si oasele noastre s-au spart cu zgomot, caci n-au mai putut tine in ele oroarea viselor si a zapezilor pustii de-afara.
Are vreun sens ce-ti zic eu aici?
Si iarta-ma daca-ti zambesc, pentru ca e singurul fel in care te pot construi suficient cat sa te distrug imediat.
Si te iubesc, si te urasc, si totul e cafea intre noi, asa e?
Si te vreau, si nu ma vreau, dar asta e tot ce pot sa-ti ofer.
Cu drag,
C.
My life in brackets,
Cause who’s to say
That adding the suffering
And substracting the pain
Is the way to do it
To end it all?
I have no square root
And no limits,
But please, divide me as you wish,
Into white little bits
Of mathematically indulged non sense.
petals of steam, petals of shame,
who says that i’m the one to blame
for all the rises and the sets,
for all of the forgetten debts
of life and dream and tears and rain,
should i be sorry? am i to blame?
Before you move
Your lips to speak,
To make me weak.
Before you turn,
Your eyes to close,
And let me kiss your nose.
Before you think,
Just sigh and breathe,
And cut me with your teeth.
Before the after,
Just the rain,
I’ll leave nothing but the pain.
I forgot how to smell like Poison,
And I forgot I have to make plans.
My soul is broken, my soul is frozen,
There’s nothing but void between my hands.
I lost my scent, I lost my power.
I got nothing to devour.
Inside my mouth there’s only words,
And who will help me win the wars?
The tickle of the sounds so deep,
Now I feel damn incomplete.
I need some taste that isn’t cheap,
I need your Poison, loud and sweet.
under the fire,
under the rut,
inside desire,
inside my gut,
i’m telling you not,
not to forget,
i have no more doubt,
i have no more debt.
over the trees,
over the salt,
outside the freeze,
outside the fault,
i’m telling you to
never forget,
i have no more cloud,
i have no more threat.