pompe funebre

agăţat în cuie de sicriu putred;
răscoleşte  pământul  ultimului gând  cu care tai rădăcinile.

mai ieri erai lumină.
cealaltă ieri, aceeaşi tu.
 ar putea fi, dacă ai aştepta şi cine ce-ar păţi..
...ai vrea?
dar fii tu primul care zici.
de poţi, de vrei, rămâi aici.

ca  rimele  ridicole înoată peştii în ferme piscicole.

unde  dimineţile dorm ce să mai caute soarele?
mare pacoste! 
că ura din sufletul tău e doar dragoste.

miller at the tropics on the table.

almost as chaoitc as choosing what to eat is chooisng a book from the city library.

you never know if it's good enough.
sometimes i just borrow all three of them to make shure i have something to do bringing them back two weeks later.

like a pure activity, borrowing books, not necesarly reading them can  be helpful.

it's a cheapscake thing.
i see books in the bookstore and  my only thought  is: wait, i can always borrow it and then see if it really pays of the money.

then again, if i have to move where do i put all those  things? books included. better borrow and return. safe and comfortable.

the library is old. sometimes it's cosy other times very depressing. the bookstore is modern, with cool smelling candles and covers filled with fresh brightening ink.

why am i writting this?

i should be able to write something about miller; i started one of his books, i think it was the other tropic, and i couldn't read it. 
 my brain started to decompose a little.still, miller seems readable.
i actually enjoy it.

in this very moment i received  strange suggestion that i should press the laptop keys lighter. the opposite of this is darker, right?

dark writting, that's what you do at the tropics.
makes sense.

zodiac

semn care  arde
mocnește, mistuie. și rămâi fără pâine





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