maybe in a dream

behind the door 

of a room with a name

without seeing you,

I felt your presence 

and you knew 

It was my voice floating in the sky 

or maybe it was a dream.

rational

rational is only the explanation in front of the emotion 

that can take many shapes 

ruthless exciting and some times short sighted. 

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.

words rapport

words have left me 

like its voice left Bon Jovi 

in an afternoon 

while drinking a Pepsi with his buddies 

words have quarreled with one another  have exchanged strange monologues

left on a paper 

to pick up the pieces of emotions broken in small paragraphes 

what does the mind to the heart and reverse. 

words have left me in a night

passed midnight

after writing a letter

they were found running in the middle of a highway 3 hours walk from the point of no return. 

Police wrote a rapport:

To whom it may concern, 

on the night of August 12 th, 

rebel words were caught smoking some small interjections and dancing rock and roll.