… mi-a dat Cosmin ( merci! )”wake-up” at 03:30 with a poem by Lucian Avramescu. Super cool … as I was posting a few days ago “Outside the wedding area.” .
The prayer of celibacy
leave me baby, just a moment
to sleep under the chance
nu-mi priponi belciugul de aripa
I want to fly one more night with the roostersdon't tell me my goddamn pulp
French fries are not my heavenly food
of my madness ore
I don't want it to melt under the stoveleave me riding the barrels
in the cellar of sublime candor
to do it as a calf, to do it as a ram, as a sheep
to hit the flower of wine in my nostrilsyou will have many children as a result
I will sit properly in pre-shorten your chain
if you postpone the moment of repentance
when household teeth would penetrate me – they don't
PS. Ma insor! …
let it be..
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