Thursday, October 11, 2007

poesis



e toamna si e frig
se coloreaza frunzele grotesc in aramiu
si obrajii lui put a tigara
azi i-a scapat scrum in paharul cu lapte
lapte si fum = 2
se plimba prin locuri retrase
si muncitorii tarani se uita la ea;
seara luna e o hiada, pricina din care
nu si-au spuns niciun cuvant
se uita profund unul la altul...
fancy o mentholata?
doua mentholate + lapte + ei doi.
5!

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