sharpener for migraine – temperamatite per l’emicrania – ascuțitoarea de migrene

valeriu dg barbu

trilingual text

they roll the barrels in the sky, thunder surround
the piano stretches his tail too, out of the salon,
I am looking for an old stray bottle; I want to drink a shot of whiskey,
such a desire is back in ten in ten years –
no one in this house
cannot sing and then, none of these, I hid the map of the pantry
I go out in the rain, in the raincoat pulled directly on the nude, in slippers and
the club has slipped three blocks away, I come back, today I am not audacious
I reheating the caramel tea, I milking the lamp a direct beam on the sheet and I am shut up
I am shut up from the pencil, as well as the piano is silent – it seems to me that every desire is forbidden
a barrel hit the corner of…

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Earth – just a intermediate stage /Terra – solatanto una tappa intermedia/Terra – doar o etapă intermediară

valeriu dg barbu

Trilingual text

people astray in the characters, ranging satanic
towards an intangible paradise
– the plants are transformed into mammals, mammals in the gods
there is still way up to man
How many can fit on a tear, this poor planet…
the rain opens an umbrella anti-people
threads of water are filaments of safe, the currents discharges from the bottom up

– the characters it changed in the presence of the sky
and by intents, energy ostensibly static, accumulate over limit –
rheumatic continents of slag, the genesis has been done elsewhere, not here
the scenery seem flawless, but the director wants more
not characters humble to worship him
up there is inflation of gods, he want people and from where?…
in this world of the world, of the names and roles, intrigue and the hunger for applause –
the paradise will always be empty, vacuum and vanity…

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