stare

Degete stranii se intindeau

spre carnea speriata

de necunoscutul de sub unghiile ireal de lungi.

Am ramas totusi pe loc, sa simt atingerea

care durea ca un vis din diminetile mohorate

sau ca un ciob in ochiul constiintei nimanui.

Putem sa facem concurs de cine e mai scuzabil,

dar ne apartine starea de fapt.

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~ by Crina on November 2, 2012.

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