Scurgere

Canguri violeti sar
Din floare in floare,
Usor, parca plutind
Intr-un tango relativ.

Cuburi mari, de gheata,
Se prabusesc in apa fierbinte,
Purtata cu pas lin
De corabiile mute ale Saharei.

Pe acoperis, printre tigle,
Fluturii pneumatici isi fac
Obositi, tristi si umezi
Obisnuita siesta, de toamna.

Linistea se asterne treptat,
Peste straturile cenusii incretite.
E timpul sa inchid, boreal
Robinetul absurdului sec.

(01.10.1996, Obsesia Umbrei)

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