{"id":7542,"date":"2011-09-27T19:32:56","date_gmt":"2011-09-27T17:32:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=7542"},"modified":"2011-09-27T19:35:08","modified_gmt":"2011-09-27T17:35:08","slug":"poeme-de-ligia-parvulescu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=7542","title":{"rendered":"Poeme de Ligia P\u00e2rvulescu"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>\u201cpavilionul cu isu\u015fi\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\ncerul mi se scurge pe piele, acadea mole\u015fit\u0103 albastr\u0103<br \/>\nsunt at\u00e2t de dulce \u00eenc\u00e2t \u00eemi vine s\u0103-mi de\u015furubez capul<br \/>\ns\u0103-l iau la bra\u0163 ca pe o geant\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103 nu m\u0103 mai simt,<br \/>\ns\u0103 \u00eenghesui \u00een el portofelul aproape gol, h\u00e2rtii, rujul, celelalte lucruri<br \/>\nneterminate<br \/>\n\u015fi-at\u00e2t<br \/>\ndar nu pot dec\u00e2t s\u0103 m\u0103 \u0163in cu o m\u00e2n\u0103 de cealalt\u0103<br \/>\ns\u0103-mi imaginez c\u0103 \u0163in m\u00e2na altcuiva<br \/>\n\u015fi s\u0103 tac, \u00een timp ce<br \/>\n\u00een lini\u015ftea amiezii c\u00e2inii se lipesc cu dragoste de praful ora\u015felor,<br \/>\nora\u015fele pline de c\u00e2ini se lipesc g\u00e2f\u00e2ind fricoase de planet\u0103<br \/>\nca ni\u015fte pece\u0163i \u00eembl\u0103nite pe o scrisoare uria\u015f\u0103<br \/>\nveche \u015fi niciodat\u0103 trimis\u0103<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\nast\u0103zi \u00een pavilionul cu isu\u015fi am primit \u00een perfuzii doza de realitate<br \/>\npl\u00e2nsete mil\u0103 \u015fi rudele aferente<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<em>[live from the skies, jesus christ broadcasting]<\/em><br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\nuneori plecarea impresioneaz\u0103<br \/>\nmai ales atunci c\u00e2nd tr\u0103ie\u015fti,<br \/>\ndispare careva intr\u0103 ad\u00e2nc o ghear\u0103<br \/>\napare o groap\u0103<br \/>\napoi parc\u0103 ui\u0163i un cuv\u00e2nt<br \/>\nde fapt poate el nici n-a existat<br \/>\ndar pentru orice eventualitate \u00een locul lui pui o cruce inventezi altul<br \/>\nalte sentimente conjunc\u0163ii interjec\u0163ii \u015fi lumi<br \/>\nal c\u0103ror centru te crezi<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<em>[end of story]<\/em><br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\nfugi, nu vrei s\u0103 \u015ftii<br \/>\ncum e s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u015fti \u00een fiecare zi cu moartea t\u00e2mpl\u0103 la t\u00e2mpl\u0103<br \/>\nca \u015fi cum ar fi cel mai bun prieten de be\u0163ie<br \/>\n\u015fi totul se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 la o rulet\u0103 ruseasc\u0103 \u00een care<br \/>\npistolul nu are locuri libere pentru gloan\u0163e<br \/>\n\u015fi e doar o chestie de moment p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd prietenul \u0163i-o va trage<br \/>\nf\u0103r\u0103 ca m\u0103car s\u0103 po\u0163i s\u0103 te superi<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\nnu \u015ftii cum e s\u0103-\u0163i pui con\u015ftient via\u0163a \u00een moarte<br \/>\nca pe un tablou at\u00e2rnat \u00eentr-o ram\u0103 \u00een muzeul fricii<br \/>\nnu vrei s\u0103 auzi prin c\u00e2t\u0103 pierdere \u015fi durere trebuie s\u0103 treci<br \/>\nca s\u0103 ajungi s\u0103-\u0163i faci din coasa ei<br \/>\nma\u015fin\u0103 de tuns iarba<br \/>\ns\u0103-i rulezi oasele \u00eentr-o \u0163igar\u0103<br \/>\n\u015fi s\u0103-i sufli condenscendent fericire \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 \u2013<br \/>\ntoate astea pe c\u00e2nd ceilal\u0163i \u00ee\u0163i testeaz\u0103 logica, nu iubirea aproapelui,<br \/>\n\u015fi te consider\u0103 insensibil \u015fi prost,<br \/>\niar tu nu po\u0163i dec\u00e2t s\u0103 taci \u015fi s\u0103 z\u00e2mbe\u015fti \u00een duritatea ta luminoas\u0103<br \/>\np\u00e2n\u0103 la dispari\u0163ie<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\nmai e pu\u0163in,<br \/>\nast\u0103zi \u00een pavilionul cu isu\u015fi am primit \u00een perfuzii doza de realitate<br \/>\npl\u00e2nsete mil\u0103 \u015fi rudele aferente<br \/>\ndar m\u00e2ine \u015ftiu sigur, o s\u0103 \u0163in m\u00e2na cuiva \u015fi-o s\u0103 tac<br \/>\n\u00een timp ce \u00een lini\u015ftea amiezii c\u00e2inii o sa stea lipi\u0163i cu dragoste de praful ora\u015fului<br \/>\nca ni\u015fte pece\u0163i \u00eembl\u0103nite pe o scrisoare uria\u015f\u0103<br \/>\nveche \u015fi niciodat\u0103 trimis\u0103<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>\u201cimplozie\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u015fi dac\u0103 totu\u015fi exist\u0103<br \/>\nceva nedefinit \u00eenv\u00e2rtit \u00een jurul degetelor<br \/>\nceva care \u0163ine \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103rile str\u00e2ns lipite \u00eentre ele<br \/>\nca pe ni\u015fte copii speria\u0163i<br \/>\naerul tremur\u0103 \u00een pumn<br \/>\neste acolo ceva mai mult dec\u00e2t pulsul<br \/>\nun g\u00e2ndac pe care-l strivim \u00een carne<br \/>\np\u00e2n\u0103 murim cu mirare<br \/>\nzburase deja<br \/>\nn-a fost niciodat\u0103 acolo mai mult<br \/>\ndec\u00e2t oriunde<br \/>\n\u015fi<br \/>\nam reu\u015fit s\u0103 prindem altceva aici<br \/>\nun fel de smoal\u0103 parfumat\u0103 care ne-a crescut rezisten\u0163a<br \/>\nla frumuse\u0163e<br \/>\no potolire a s\u00e2ngelui un dans lent al orbirii<br \/>\nnoi at\u00e2t de pierdu\u0163i<br \/>\n\u00eentr-o triste\u0163e uleioas\u0103<br \/>\ncurg\u0103tori prin lucrurile de fiecare sear\u0103<br \/>\naluneco\u015fi \u00een fumul ora\u015fului \u00een lumina piezi\u015f\u0103 a str\u0103zilor ochilor<br \/>\n\u00een rola unei realit\u0103\u0163i nedevelopate<br \/>\npoate eram aici dar pleca\u0163i<br \/>\n\u00eentr-un loc at\u00e2t de \u00eendep\u0103rtat \u00eenc\u00e2t am uitat tot \u00een afara cuvintelor<br \/>\nca ni\u015fte fii risipitori care nu pot veni dec\u00e2t<br \/>\nodat\u0103 cu dep\u0103rtarea<br \/>\ncu amiaza care arde aerul sub lupa luminii<br \/>\ncare taie nemilos p\u0103m\u00e2ntul p\u00e2n\u0103 la noi<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>\u201cworld in my eyes\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>o s\u0103 am cel mai bun revelion ever,<br \/>\ndintre toate variantele \u00een locul meu s-a decis o alt\u0103 moarte probabil<br \/>\nnu-s curioas\u0103 s\u0103 aflu exact<br \/>\ntotu\u015fi febra m\u0103 face s\u0103 tremur de ner\u0103bdare<br \/>\n\u00een sf\u00e2r\u015fit am mai multe grade dec\u00e2t alcoolul t\u0103u tat\u0103<br \/>\nsunt mai tare ca el, acum poate o s\u0103 m\u0103 iube\u015fti<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u015ftii, un b\u0103rbat pe care-l cheam\u0103 adam nu mai are nimic de dovedit<br \/>\nmaic\u0103-ta n-a \u015ftiut asta \u0163i-a pus un nume scurt de c\u00e2ine de v\u00e2n\u0103toare<br \/>\nparc\u0103 deja i-ar fi fost lene s\u0103 te strige<br \/>\niar tu te-ai \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u0163\u00e2nat s\u0103 nu dovede\u015fti nimic niciodat\u0103<br \/>\nte n\u0103scusei \u00een grev\u0103<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\ntat\u0103 acum \u00een\u0163eleg tot<br \/>\nfrisoanele m\u0103 \u00eembrac\u0103 \u00eentr-o caroserie rece<br \/>\nam o mie de ani peste viteza legal\u0103<br \/>\ne cel mai tare trip din via\u0163a mea<br \/>\nmult mai tare dec\u00e2t ce am avut la amsterdam iarna trecut\u0103<br \/>\nnici nu \u015ftii<br \/>\najunsesem s\u0103 v\u0103d<br \/>\n\u015fi uite \u00ee\u0163i spun<br \/>\ne frumos e banal karma noastr\u0103 e at\u00e2t de simpl\u0103<br \/>\n\u015ftreang \u00een jurul g\u00e2tului unor vinova\u0163i dovedi\u0163i<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nam ajuns unde tu murisei demult<br \/>\nam ajuns s\u0103 m\u0103 lupt cu dependen\u0163a de suflete \u015fi<br \/>\nc\u00e2\u015ftig tat\u0103, pentru c\u0103 nu-i joc de noroc,<br \/>\ndac\u0103 ai \u00een\u0163elege ai fi m\u00e2ndru de mine<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\n\u015ftiu sigur,<br \/>\nmerit tot ce ni se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 \u015fi<br \/>\nz\u00e2mbesc cu m\u00e2na la falc\u0103<br \/>\nsunt pe trei sferturi dus\u0103,<br \/>\nca sticlele pe care le g\u0103seam la tine \u00een \u015fifonier<br \/>\nascunse sub rufe \u00eenc\u00e2t ajunsesem s\u0103 le cred<br \/>\nun fel de bombe cu explozie \u00eent\u00e2rziat\u0103<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\ntat\u0103 \u00een sf\u00e2r\u015fit \u00een\u0163eleg<br \/>\nsimt cum e s\u0103 stai cu tine<br \/>\nrezemat de alte lumi de alte ziduri flexibile \u015fi s\u0103<br \/>\nr\u00e2zi p\u00e2n\u0103 cazi din picioare iar boala s\u0103 road\u0103 din tine ca dintr-o halc\u0103 prea groas\u0103 \u2013<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<br \/>\ntoate astea p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00eencepi s\u0103 pl\u00e2ngi<br \/>\niar \u0103\u015ftia din jur s\u0103 r\u00e2d\u0103<br \/>\nhehe uite c\u0103 \u00eencepe s\u0103-i ias\u0103 trecutul pe nas \u015fuvoi proasp\u0103t de s\u00e2nge<br \/>\ndar nu \u015fi eu tat\u0103, eu nu r\u00e2d eu r\u0103m\u00e2n mereu la o arunc\u0103tur\u0103 de puls<br \/>\nviitorul care trece prin tine<br \/>\na\u015fa a fost totdeauna<br \/>\neu at\u00e2t de aproape \u00eenc\u00e2t nu m-ai v\u0103zut niciodat\u0103,<br \/>\nat\u00e2t de aproape cum numai s\u00e2ngele t\u0103u poate fi<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>tat\u0103 nu te \u0163in, doar<br \/>\npip\u0103i prin piele \u015fuvoiul \u0103sta ro\u015fu care<br \/>\nfuge peste oase \u015fi nu m\u0103 simte<br \/>\nmerge de la o tumor\u0103 la alta trece ca un<br \/>\nmotor de vitez\u0103 printre noi \u015fi<br \/>\ncurge apoi \u00een b\u0103l\u0163i lini\u015ftite pe pat<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\na\u015fa \u00eemi curg uneori m\u00e2inile pe spatele t\u0103u \u0163in\u00e2ndu-se de o c\u00e2rp\u0103 ud\u0103 ca s\u0103 nu<br \/>\n\u0163i se \u00eencol\u0103ceasc\u0103 \u015farpele \u00een privire<br \/>\nca s\u0103 nu vezi<br \/>\nfata asta<br \/>\nc\u00e2rpa asta<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>tat\u0103 m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc uneori c\u0103 somniferele \u015fi pistoalele<br \/>\nsunt f\u0103cute pentru ca rela\u0163iile dintre oameni<br \/>\ns\u0103 nu devin\u0103 prea plicticoase<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nc\u00e2nd aveam vreo dou\u0103zeci de ani<br \/>\nm-am dus la un doctor s\u0103-mi dea o scutire de via\u0163\u0103 pe c\u00e2teva zile<br \/>\nm\u0103 plictisisem \u00eengrozitor<br \/>\n<br \/>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u0103ia la care lucram voiau s\u0103 le duc o nenorocit\u0103<br \/>\nde h\u00e2rtie cu o scuz\u0103 banal\u0103<br \/>\np\u00e2n\u0103-mi revin, ziceau<br \/>\neu le z\u00e2mbeam \u015fi-mi spuneam<br \/>\nfuck, voi ar trebui s\u0103 v\u0103 reveni\u0163i t\u00e2mpi\u0163ilor<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\noricum, doctorul \u0103la era un un ciudat, mi-a pupat m\u00e2na<br \/>\nmi-a zis Ligia e\u015fti o femeie de\u015fteapt\u0103 deci trist\u0103<br \/>\no s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i singur\u0103<br \/>\nb\u0103rba\u0163ii prefer\u0103 femeile de apartament care<br \/>\numbl\u0103 tem\u0103toare prin ora\u015f \u00een gr\u0103mezi lini\u015ftite \u2013<br \/>\nde tine se vor \u00eendr\u0103gosti, te vor iubi<br \/>\napoi se vor \u00eensura cu altele<br \/>\ncare tac \u015fi nu \u015ftiu s\u0103 ascut\u0103 cu\u0163ite<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\ntat\u0103, nu-i grav, doctorul \u0103la e gre\u015fit,<br \/>\nnu sunt de\u015fteapt\u0103, sunt bine<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\ntu doar \u0163ine-\u0163i respira\u0163ia, nu te mi\u015fca \u015fi<br \/>\nviseaz\u0103 la cea mai mare dragoste la<br \/>\niarna \u00een care priveam toate astea \u00eempreun\u0103<br \/>\nde aceea\u015fi parte a oglinzilor<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cpavilionul cu isu\u015fi\u201d &nbsp; cerul mi se scurge pe piele, acadea mole\u015fit\u0103 albastr\u0103 sunt at\u00e2t de dulce \u00eenc\u00e2t \u00eemi vine s\u0103-mi de\u015furubez capul s\u0103-l iau la bra\u0163 ca pe o geant\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103 nu m\u0103 mai simt, s\u0103 \u00eenghesui \u00een el portofelul aproape gol, h\u00e2rtii, rujul, celelalte lucruri neterminate \u015fi-at\u00e2t dar nu pot dec\u00e2t s\u0103 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