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· Dan Coman and Serban Axinte, Sunday, Novemeber 23rd, 2008 at Dekos Literary Circle
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2004-07-13 | | My cherub, most surely the end, is A smile somewhat different; Moreover, he's ideatively knotting The middle silence off the wings that I'm not. My cherub, most surely the christening, Boils up that future mine always spat Since breathing first my seconds started Promised to a different heaven - should be mine the middle Knotting the navel - he'd say if I were A shadow of my steps as never a child. Myself I've known Imaginary a hole hung by a different everyday inferno Prescribed but symptomatically, And breathe in me the other angels - naked: I crucified them once in prophylactic ivory, Then rarely took a silent laugh at them. They bled eternally. Just raped them all, One at a time, to know I am... But he, that cherub mine, most surely nothing, Keeps feeding soul and blood and semen mine for supper To swell the naked angels' bowels. Then always pieces me together From scraps divine a plebeian. My cherub, most surely a harpy, I am.
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