goodbye

you will always know me. 

the real me. 

but you don't like my style. Sometimes you do, but not when it is personal.

somehow I am always true to myself. 

I really hope you are too. 

As I am saying goodbye. 

to know you

I really hope you do not feel it as I do 

that their was a chance for someone to trully know your soul, 

but you never let it happen 

because of loyalty, that I fully understand.

because of fear, that I also know.

because when you open this kind of door you need to be able to deal with the consequences. 

I never opened it before. 

and it is strange and it is unorthodox, and I don't know how, I just do

know somehow your soul.  

purple silence

I opened my doors

let your silence lean on its corners

break the door knob 

and quietly closing it behind her.

It was me dressed in black and it was your purple silence. 

She looked me in the eyes and said

I can never give you what you want.

I looked away, 

my black dress was now stained by purple spots. 

I will need to wear it from now on.

ethical nomads

growth mindset 

could you love more than one person at the same time? 

some experts in dogmas tell the world no

but what do priests or ethical savvy really know in a fixed mindset? 

it is the ethical nomads that show a round world, not the corner approach. 

gard

renuntare la un sentiment 

inscriptionat pe limita superioara a buzei 

mele stangi 

pe sanul de odinioara 

pe echinoctiul adevarului mancat

de capusele din spatele casei 

Marioarei cand isi scotea caprele la pascut. 

Renuntarea la ceva din mine 

care doare si striga si se cutremura 

ca un vampir strapuns de razele soarelui

ce mi-au patruns in umarul stang 

ce mi-au cuprins tatuajul din reverie 

ce m-au trezit intr-un parfum restant al primelor zile de primavara. 

E momentul acela din an

al adevarului secular

al capitularii sentimentelor  

intr-un sistem pagan si familiar.

o pisica la limita gardului 

you shall not pass, says Zuzu 

to my rebel heart. 

 

secolul 21

paduri de pini 

asfalt invizibil de condimente fixiste si nerealiste 

paduri de conuri amare 

coifuri de lunga distanta pentru 

suflete elisabetane 

alambicate seruri 

ale adevarului profund 

sterilitatea secolului 21 

feedback politically correct 

intr-un link de teams, al staruitorului pact 

miscat de nimic 

si totusi cel mai mic vant il doboara. 

feedback de inceput de secol

mai e si maine o zi 

someone

my heart pounding inside

my chest too big 

my hands too tight 

my words burn into truth

my questions retreat into old temples 

will become someone new

while thinking about you.