christmas eve.

christmas eve
has come
like many a year before
and as i sit
here in front of my
own shadows of
christmas past
i forge my own
christmas inbetween
my eyes.
has it been
told, or has it been
said there has never
been a whispered
word
outside the lines
of what we are
alone i sit again
waiting
for that own
special
miracle on
34th street
and by all means
lift up the carols
for at the end of [...]

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there is always a choice

nu contează ce faci, nu contează cine si unde eşti, exista mereu o alegere pe care poţi sa o faci. indiferent de natura lucrurilor, indiferent de timpul pe care îl ocupi, exista întotdeauna o alegere. lucrurile pe care le facem, deciziile pe care le luam sunt mereu arbitrate, mereu in moduri bizare, de către lucruri [...]

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coffee with alicia

never mind the song
listen to the beats inside
soft spoken dreams
landing on my lap
waiting for their
words of praise
bevel your
spoken words
in the clear black
coffee and
smell it’s great
aroma
love songs and
love stories
whispered next
to the moon,
the city silent
and the lights
and so sip
your coffee, play
your fingers
taste the music
and dream
good night.

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road never ends

the road never ends
maybe just drags itself
left and right
in search of
a believed destination
from right to left
piece by piece
scenery grows, dissolves
and disappears, forgotten
or framed
ideas, lovers
to thought, shake
and go in hundreds
to the memories depot
to north, or south
or to the sun
the morning is the same
ravishing
hour of rest
in this journey dream.

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think for yourself

Urmare a postului de acum ceva vreme, am finalizat proiectul, am acceptat niste critici, si acum astept niste formalitati. cu putin noroc, sambata plecam la drum.
Think for yourself – Gandeste pentru tine
Atelier/seminar de deontologie
Program optional al ASAUIM

Programul „think for yourself” se adreseaza studentilor UAUIM, cu precadere studentilor anului I. Programul se materializeaza sub forma [...]

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washing waters

ape care spala
mania din mine
ape care tulbura
linistea intrebarilor
ape care spala
raspunsuri tocite
plicitisit de instante
uitate si lasa-te sa zboare
ma intorc mereu cu fata
catre peretele gaurit
unde mi-am depus amintirile
lepadat de urma
ma desfac in fata norilor
ma zbat si ma fortific
in spatele vocilor
asteptand
intoarcerea zeilor.

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fix.

intors din drum
 si intrebat despre mare
inevitabil departe
inevitabil tarziu
un fel de copac
uscat in soare
asteptand
fluierul cafeniu.
destupat si gol
de toate
prelins
in vase de argint
putrezesc lasciv
in lapte de matca
impaturit in
muschi
si mucegai.
definitv
undeva intre
cerurile tarzii
ma voi intoarce
catre casa pustie
si-n gardurile reci
voi lasa sperante
si dorinti
ma voi retrage
acolo unde
nu-i decat pendul
iar nisipul
curge stand
in sensul invers
al acelor
de brad.

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urmarind

dara din caldaramul proaspat
ingropat in urme de pasi
de lepricon
uitat afara de la ultimul
curcubeu
m-am pierdut intre
imagini si poze
cu pasari stand
si oameni
zburand
tremuratul palmelor
coborat din soare
bronzul arhaic
de pe ceasul vechi
de bunic
muzica franceza
si bauturi din sud
tutun virgin
si sudoare
violata
urmarind
coada pisicii
timpul s-a comprimat
intre o secunda.
tripping.

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‘howling at a concrete moon’[quote. modern social drama]

ratacind in buzunare straine
cautand mana care m-a condus
din intuneric in intuneric
prin urme false de lumina
noaptea asta nu e de mine
pluteam inchis intr-u cocon ermetic
intins pe targa alba si trista
ascultam un cantec de lebada
pardoseala era murdara
cu sange de minotaur
cubulete de zahar
imprastiate in jurul meu
pe aleile din spatele cantinei
ne intalneam sa ne fumam mintile
albastre cu contoare
ce inregistrau [...]

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u are..

you are what lives inside you. you are the hand broken promise, just as you are the other hand kept warning. and at the end of that headless body of hate, it’s still you, screaming your courses.
darkened days, whisperless nights, and everything left beyond the gates of hades. for you are true to your name, and bound to [...]

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