Cu tremur

sun-cage

Pe timp imi rezem niste coate de ganduri,
in trup mi se-aseaza niste pietre in randuri,
sufar tot mai des de bazalt si granit,
pielea de tarana se-ntinde-n zenit,
apele-s tot mai reci la strans in brate,
copacii isi pun radacinile pe moate,
niste copii mai aveam in seminte
dar si-au luat buletin de fiinte,
sunt singur, o falie, ruptura de femur
cand focul din inima-mi trimite-un cutremur
si tremur-cutremur de nerabdare
sa vad cui i-e dor de mine oare?
Nici ploaie, nici vant, nici soare, nici cactus …
Dumnezeu, enervat c-are iarasi un lapsus.

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