Neinstruita

 

Atatea discordante cat imi incearca eul,
Atatea lumi distincte ce cer spre izbavire,
Si iar ma urc pe scaun si il transform in tron
Ca sa conduc o oaste prea bine destruita (antrenata spre uitare).
De ce-as manca sindromul
Unei lumini profunde …
As vrea sa par subtil
Si-ndestulat de tot,
Usor.

Pe strada Nicolae Golescu colt cu Maria Rosetti, vis-a-vis de muzeul AmanDSC_4620

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