{"id":8390,"date":"2012-05-07T19:32:26","date_gmt":"2012-05-07T17:32:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8390"},"modified":"2012-05-13T19:36:43","modified_gmt":"2012-05-13T17:36:43","slug":"poeme-de-marius-surleac","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8390","title":{"rendered":"Poeme de Marius Surleac"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Santa Fe<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n\u00eengerul acestei seri bea vin ascult\u0103 REM \u015fi face sex<br \/>\nc\u00e2nd to\u0163i se trag pe tobogan ca-n ziua zet a vie\u0163ii pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt<br \/>\nse b\u0103rbiere\u015fte rar \u015fi-\u015fi tunde favori\u0163ii \u015fi a\u0163a-n din\u0163i \u00ee\u015fi bag\u0103<br \/>\napoi de pe sub aripi scoate<br \/>\ntrabuc din foi \u015fi ket<!--more--><br \/>\nsub limb\u0103 \u0163ine<br \/>\niese din cas\u0103 gol<br \/>\nse plimb\u0103 des pe bulevard doar c\u00e2inii \u00eel cunosc<br \/>\ncopaci \u015fi st\u00e2lpi de pe trotuar se-ab\u0163in s\u0103 nu se-nchine<br \/>\nse-opre\u015fte \u00eens\u0103 scurt \u015fi aripi \u00ee\u015fi deschide<br \/>\ns\u0103-zboare ar vrea s\u0103-ating-o mie de catarge<br \/>\ns\u0103 scuipe foc \u015fi dac\u0103-ar obosi<br \/>\npentru-o secund\u0103<br \/>\n\u015fi-ar lua un duh<br \/>\ndintre sicrie<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>Lucre\u0163iu<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nLucre\u0163iu doarme<br \/>\nvisul s\u0103u pe cear\u015faf deseneaz\u0103 aripi<br \/>\nfiecare cut\u0103<br \/>\nfiecare tres\u0103rire<br \/>\na pieptului sp\u00e2n<br \/>\n\u00eei face ca venele s\u0103-l cuprind\u0103<br \/>\ns\u0103-l transforme \u00eentr-o inim\u0103 gigant\u0103<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\npicioarele patului trosnesc<br \/>\npe perete varul se desprinde<br \/>\nceamurul apare \u015fi dispare<br \/>\nl\u0103s\u00e2nd loc mirosului de bot de c\u00e2ine<br \/>\ncurios<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nLucre\u0163iu doarme<br \/>\n\u015fi-n visul s\u0103u un \u00eenger a m\u00e2ncat<br \/>\n\u00eel simte \u00een stomac cum \u015fade ca un<br \/>\nprunc<br \/>\n\u015fi nemurirea-n din\u0163i scr\u00e2\u015fne\u015fte<br \/>\nmai departe<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nse urc\u0103 pe hogeag cu zborul \u00een c\u0103lc\u00e2ie<br \/>\nse-aude \u00een cofraj un \u015fuier surd de cuie<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nLucre\u0163iu e sub pat<br \/>\n\u0163intit \u00een din\u0163i piciorul drept \u00eentreg<br \/>\niar st\u00e2ngul s\u00e2ngereaz\u0103<br \/>\ntrei degete \u015fi-o m\u00e2n\u0103 \u2013 retezate<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nLucre\u0163iu este treaz<br \/>\n\u015fi r\u00e2de-n miez<br \/>\nde noapte<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>arip\u0103 st\u00e2nga<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nafar\u0103 plou\u0103 cu pete de culoare pe chipurile micu\u0163ilor din parc<br \/>\nnici cerul gri nici v\u00e2ntul ce-i cuprinde nu opre\u015fte<br \/>\n\u00een inimile lor zv\u00e2cul<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nto\u0163i poart\u0103 aripi de diverse m\u0103rimi<br \/>\ndin h\u00e2rtie glase din sisteme de scripe\u0163i<br \/>\nata\u015fa\u0163i de c\u00e2te o pan\u0103 din cartoane<br \/>\n\u00een care au fost p\u0103strate elicoptere<br \/>\nbaghete magice \u015fi trotinete<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\ndin\u0163ii lor au aripi lucioase<br \/>\ntrecute prin lac<br \/>\nlimba lor sufl\u0103 \u015fi-i poart\u0103<br \/>\npe leag\u0103ne<br \/>\nlansatoare de lumi<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n\u00een pupilele lor caut ce-am pierdut<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nafar\u0103<br \/>\nr\u00e2nduri haotice de pene pe trotuar<br \/>\nintersec\u0163ii de cercuri parc\u0103 respinse de<br \/>\nmarginile acestui t\u0103r\u00e2m real de dup\u0103<br \/>\ngeam<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nprin ochelarii spar\u0163i<br \/>\nm\u0103 lep\u0103d de fiecare<br \/>\nan<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Santa Fe &nbsp; 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