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Bun venit in clubUnivers tăcut cu trup de vioară,
Univers închis în lumină de ceară,
Univers mocnind cu muget de fiară,
O voce absentă și zâmbet de ceară.
Un gând captiv îl mână-ntr-o doară,
Un cal de oțel, vâltoare-animată,
Un pas descalecă seară de seară,
O zală de fir și foc insuflată.
Otravă sonoră luptând c-o armată,
Otravă dormid în perne de vată,
Otravă pulsând cu-aromă de fată,
Un plastur acustic și smocuri de vată.
O pată crăpată pe-o piatră uscată,
O frunte picată sub ropot de piatră,
O coală ridată, de pulberi udată,
Un cocteil de vacuum și cuburi de piatră.
De ziua ta, MamicoCe-ţi doresc eu ţie, dulce Românie,
Osuar de glorii ruginind de dor?
Din adâncu-i tainic, Bardul să mă ierte,
Că-i imită cântul zumzet de trântor,
Să topească ceara, pietrele să crape,
Cerul să înmoaie jugu-apăsător,
Cu a sa rafale, fie să răsune,
În auz și-n inimi, glasul lui Stentor!
De pe-o bancă rece Răul ne aruncă,
Împrejur și-n case ochi iscoditor,
Cu priviri vorace munții ni-i mănâncă,
Rodul ni-l despoaie până la cotor,
Lupii și-i asmute stâna să vegheze,
Apele se sting în setea lor,
Mai bine ca timpul să dezarhiveze,
Sabia și turbanul de cotropitor.
Limba se-mpletește, ochiul împânzește,
Portul putrezește pe pridvor,
Iele se înfoaie, brazii se îndoaie,
Sfinții se închină la televizor,
Un potop de ape vine să ne-ngroape,
PolymorphismI've been void and I've been full,
Both exception and the rule;
I've been sightless, I have seen,
Things outside and deep within;
I've been shallow and abyss,
Spitting lips and lips that kiss;
I've been cold, I've been alive,
Queen of flames and humming hive;
I've been wild, I've been tamed,
Beast of burden, wrath unchained;
I've been green and autumn drained,
Waxing dreams and stars that waned;
I've been then and thereafter,
Clouds of storm and rumbling laughter;
Saving breath and tear drowned,
I've been sane and darkness crowned;
I've been dusk and I've been dawn,
I've been raven, I've been swan;
I've been grave and I've been song,
Bleeding knees and deathly strong;
I've been sin and sacrifice,
Sanguine circle, holy vice;
Things unnumbered I have been,
Save the warmth beneath your skin.
Pia Non MorieturUnending incursions through libraries of Babel,
The haze of its branches, with no saving cable,
The fallen are taunting through records so parched,
One sip of their murmurs, I'm deeply discharged.
Delving ever deeper for things I don't seek,
Every abyss I unmask becomes a new peak,
That my hope clings to with fading grip,
As I'm slowly driven t'wards innermost keep.
When does the test end? Where do the answers lie?
Oh, Lucious, just face me! Won't bite, don't be shy!
The PathfinderThe thing that I share, the thing I will show,
You've seen it already, you already know,
That thing precisely compels us to it.
When reason dictates that you spit,
Instead I tell you to swallow,
That thought and let your heart follow!
It finds you upright, it finds you abed,
Beheading the sin and giving it head;
In pieces it finds you, it finds you at peace,
Consumed by your engines and wholly remiss;
If finds you in silence, it finds you in song,
Erupting like crackers and dormant as fog;
It finds you in love, it finds you in cold,
Unwrapping the new, enthralled by the old;
It catches you laugh, it catches you weep,
With joy that you gave, or struggled to keep;
It catches you right, it catches you left,
United as one, by oneness bereft;
It catches you soaring, it catches you fall,
To wider ellipses, from shuttles too small;
In thought it does catch you, it catches in act,
The theory it catches, as well as the fact.
The thing that I speak of, the thing that you seek,
Has found you alre
Silentio iacta estLonely shepherd on a root,
calling things and teaching grammar,
and the silence fell like fruit.
Naughty pupils making clamor,
in the court that once was ours,
and the silence fell like hammer.
Heaven raging its guitars,
radiating waves of wonder,
and the silence fell like stars.
Earthly drum is torn asunder,
ash and fire bleed through ears,
and the silence fell like thunder.
The unknown unleashing fears,
sometimes treble, sometimes bass,
and the silence fell like tears.
Silver turning into brass,
slowly dripping all its spark,
and the silence fell like glass.
Beams of hope becoming ark,
the salvation of the heirs,
and the silence fell like dark.
Everything arrayed in pairs,
in the shelter stormed by vice,
and the silence fell like stairs.
Selfish babble has a price,
would that love had kept us mute,
and the silence fell like dice.
Tarziu, adica devremeȘuier, ramură și zare,
Cânt planând în depărtare,
Umbră, stele și cadran,
Timpul ticăie în geam,
Ploaie, ceară și nisip,
Focul picură un chip,
Ziduri, humă și tavan,
Un chibrit aprins în van,
Oase, fir și cristalin,
Petele albesc deplin,
Smoală, scânduri și cenușă,
Cine dracu` e la ușă?
Drosophila melanogasterÎn vița vie-a minții,
bolnave de rugină,
genunile ca dinții,
dau iama în lumină.
Prădând în revoluții,
ciorchinele de rimă,
dorințele ca șuții,
sunt ferecate-n mină.
se clatină de crimă,
misterele ca sfinții,
secate-s fără vină.
în vesteda patină,
speranțele ca struții,
se izbăvesc în tină.
StigmatulCa la cruciadă,
Cu vizor și cască,
Vaiere sub mască.
Pe plaja Morganei.
Pe-ale oglinzii valuri,
Vas făr` de șurub,
Nuntă de sucub.
În cetatea nopții,
Gem de scoală morții.
În câminul sacru,
Focul din năframă,
Ținta pusă are.
Valuri de verdeață,
Grații de femeie,
Condamnat la viață.
Stop putting words in my mouthYou shove your fingers
down my throat,
and insert words
I never spoke,
in desperate hopes
to make me choke
my pearly gates
that feeds me
swallow the universedecay remembers you --
fever breath and ocean-eyed ghosts,
secrets that smoke with poison desire.
we wake only to drink, to devour
the naked voices of dismantled stars.
glass kisses turn into granite lips
and pillars of salt; a haunted embrace
melts into the cracks of the universe.
Love is not blindLove is not blind. It can see clearly.
It looks past the boundaries.
It defies the judging stares of society.
It is a force to be reckoned with.
eidolon longingbreath salts open rooms
that entomb my idle hants.
in gloomy aberrance.
when the pulse was flaunted
remain the pursuit
of lanterns haunted.
questions flung like
furtive surface glances
ghost through iris eyelines
with an epiphany;
this search sparked
full body shudderings.
shuttering every window
and portal alike,
a light threatened by
the tending toward pulsatory spikes.
aorta, i spied you
spidering open your eyes
sliding the pursuit of dawn
through your dim sight.
with the sun, beat,
you forge forward for
warded window panes,
a rhythmic wonder repeat.
but eyelids live locked,
a careless cage holding
in this socket shock.
tock and tick that slick swindle options;
your image a lit blossom in a bottomless pit.
i’m reaching, but god, this
isn’t possible when
you’re this obstinate;
i am a fossil you’ve discarded
with hardly a sniff.
snuff me out, i’ll sputter devout and wish
my cardiac espousal had been more
eight.sometimes i feel
life's been played like a puppet
on a tangled
[yet still i'm lifeless without you .]
seven.my nights for the last weeks have
consisted of liquid
poison, smoke in
and the chilled sound of
wake up with my
head half off the sidewalk,
surrounded by shards of
and a faint touch of
[ill pick myself back up on my own two
feet.. and stumble back;
she had come seeking a riotshe found religion in silence.
there wasn't a prophet's bone
in her body, not a holy cell of skin, but
somehow she was something
to believe in. she called herself a woman, not an angel nor
madonna, and the crucifix on her tongue could
not make her hold her words.
they called her witch and called her
goddess, made of something
such as marble, but she said she wasn't one
to be revered -
icons made of glass were
made to break, she claimed she was not
born to die;
(silence is found in the loudest of tongues, for speaking is an art
not all have learned-)
....Nici animal, nici om, nici zeu,
nici ADN si nici Arheu.
Si nici Arheu, nici ADN,
nici Foc ce-a ars, nici Cremene.
Si nici angelic, nici cazut,
nici implicat, nici nevazut.
Nici nevazut, nici implicat,
nici dat uitarii, nici rugat.
Si nici in Rai, nici in Abis,
nici amintit si nici omis.
Si nici omis, nici amintit,
nici decazut, nici mantuit.
Si nici terestru, nici celest,
nici rasarit si nici in vest.
Si nici in vest, nici rasarit,
nici la nadir, nici la zenit.
Nici profan si nici sacral,
nici chip cioplit, nici teofant.
Nici teofant, nici chip cioplit,
nici denuntat, nici investit.
Si nici fanatic, nici ateu,
Nici devotat, nici Prometeu.
Nici Prometeu, nici devotat,
nici neplacut, nici adulat.
Si nici iubit si nici urat,
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
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