poduri

se cocoata ea maimuta
in varful pomului
dupa ea, banana prinsa de soare
in coacerea devenirii eterne
dansul zace-nca ne-nteles
cautand itele izbavitoare
berea curge-n fantani ce nu seaca
si noaptea-i dintr-odata eternizata
cu aplauze si solidaritate
ingenua ce n-are nevoie
de validarea-ntelegerii
la toti cei ce-o adopta
inert si fara ca s-o filtreze
de putina ei impuritate.
tangou se pierde
far-a narui-n zare
cand twistu-i sacra paine
a pantofilor ce mangaie podele
in ritm de tobe si chitare
ce-ncanta dispozitii varii
bizare-n comuna lor trecere
pe punte

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