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by [Seemis ]

2007-01-26  |     | 



To Dr. Theodor Lazăr

(I think I’m not going, I’m not going anymore,
Driving dreams to pasture dreams –
Otherwise who would believe in the white unicorn ...
You’d better let me pass you.
Under my hauberk, better outhouse,

To the genesis fleeting fury,
The womb of the tow earth.
You the breast of winter, I the spinning space,
I think I’m not, I’m not going anymore.

Into “there is” let me be you for a monument –
Whether you want with a slice of the moon …
The inhabitants of an entire solstice.
The inhabitants of an entire equinox.
Only like that … from and, and with and – under the inherent,
I think I’m not, I’m not going anymore.)

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