Out of Tomorrow

Out of tomorrow
The prince of contentment eats my fingers
With the conviction grown from the earth
Where I used to water my insecurity

Perfectly evened out
In the yellow sheets that offered us solace
We lay to wait each other’s ending
And the beginning we seldom transpire

Yet one more day
When everything’s changed from ruin to castle
While I breathe quietly over your expectant body
And my fingerless hands search for your bosom

Ugly

Why have I failed?
With the corner of my mouth
I breathe out strength to ugly butterflies –
You are not alone.

I don’t care how fat I get
Or if the sweat dripping down my face
Will ever be washed with love
Like rotten wood waiting to burn out
Shamefully into eternity.

That’s the only way to reach eternity.

I forgot the location
Of my secret drawer
Where I used to keep all the leitmotivs
Of a premature castration of the mind.

So if everybody leaves me
It makes no difference.
Unchanged, unnamed, I spill over
Into overrated satisfaction
And unfounded confidence
Just like every time.

When alone, no one can leave me

West End Dreams

I drink responsibly
I suffer in silence
With the occasional ballad to moisten the cords
Of a love gone by and a break-up sore

The directors
They see my life
In original cutscenes, smart pick-up lines
Impossible car chases ending over the ledge of the Gate

I've always been here
I've lived with the Boys
It's my way of saying I've made the most
Of sunny days, girls and West End dreams

I am the eighties
All over again
And you turn to me softly, not understanding
How can I love you if you're born in the nineties?

Storm

Sleep next to me
My blue eyed lady of the sea -
Your hair like waves crashing in my face -
Let's listen to the storm clouds' anguish

Stay close to me
Like drops of rain in perfect symmetry
Though we die quickly in the asphalt ocean
We have seen the world from a distance

Come morning
The hurt will vanish all in light
While we survive together unfolding
Like bumblebees in a hurricane

Moreria

Don't let the evening pass
With silenced convenience;

I remained untouched by distance
Or so I pretend -

That the once colourful daylight
Has not faded as a result
Of various circumstances.

The unforgettable gaze
Of the flamenco dancers
Has been trapped eternally
In the rhythm.

I thought you said
You would love me forever.
What about I?

Eroul

Nu sunt eroul nimanui
Daca te-ai intrebat vreodata
Nu pot sa fac nimic iesit din comun
Iar cafeaua ma face doar mai agitat

Orice incerc sa scriu
Arata ca o gluma rasuflata
Totul se rupe de la mijloc
Neterminat, ca aceste randuri

Poate ar trebui sa inchid cartea
Sa las jos pixul, lentilele, mingea
Sa nu mai ies din casa pana cand
Nu o sa pot sa fiu perfect pentru tine

Longing For Air

I will have seen you maybe once, maybe twice
But I will have dreamt about you more than a hundred times
In red and black and shapes covering your body
Hiding art from art

I will have wanted to leave everything for you
My nameless passions released from the burden of mediocrity
Lifeless sparks without a chance to prove
That anything else sufficed

I will have taken on roads without signs, without maps
I will have found you there and everywhere without compromise
Only to touch your trembling waist
In warming light

And all of this tomorrow.

Uncomplicated

I’ve never been complicated,
Using still water in crystal glasses
As a mouthwash
Sinking ships for the enjoyment of the viewer
Or elaborating dirty schemes of conquest
In the hidden drawer of my bed light illuminated desk

And now you take my hand
As if you had found the secret power
Of will killing
And I feel lost when you show me the hills
The golden crops, the hesitating sunset
Born in the corner of my nervous green eye

An unsettled thrill squeezes in
Underneath the surface
Of my chest
As I pray for you to take me by force –
My consent pending, documentation sent back –
To the world of carefree butterflies

I feel sleepless
Without the weight of your body
Evenly spread on me
I feel less myself when you’re not here
Plowing the hills, picking the crops,
Showing me the way into the dusk.

Spring

I've been longing for so long
That it's left me alone
In a place
Where no one in the world would bear to be alone

This day is over
But tomorrow you will see me
Hanging out
With another girl who wants to be you

Every spring
For the last five years
I've searched for you
In the first blossom of magnolia

I have come this far
Only by knowing
That you
Have lived through five of them as well

Sirius

I am as free
As the last man on earth
When you think about me

I am as free
As the movement of your forest eyes
When the sun doesn’t shine

I am as free
As the flap of the wings
Of your footsteps

I am taken to night
I never want to see anyone
Who isn’t you

I am everywhere
A memory, a glimpse
Of coconut candy

I am free
In your shadow
My everything saved

I am as free
As a wise man
Who can’t forget

When you think about me

Dreams Come and Go

Dreams come and go
I watch mine pass by
With the speed of the blinking eye
Of a blind man

Alas, she said, we come and go
We always return, we never leave
We are always
Constantly alone

I remember that touching her
Was always for the last time
But it’s never been this cold outside
She’s never been this cold

And when hope squandered
I knew what to do
I turned to her –
Now what do I do?

Should death ring, I will answer
We’re but a moment
That need not linger without dreams
In the middle of roads

However tears may dry
My eyes will always see
How her magic came to life
When she smiled at me

Such fragile threads hold me up
Whilst everything else is lost
And I am lost within her
Like a dream is lost in me

Untitled II

Not knowing where to start or where to end
I go with that which is forever there

So many years gone by, stories left untold
So many glasses of wine we could've shared

Although everything tells me that I'm alone
I never doubted that you haven't left

Because I haven't forgotten for a second
Your eyes, your hair, your smell, your breath

Bucuresti. Dupa pranz.

How does it help to be
The most handsome man on the planet
If the woman you love looks not for beauty?

If light makes you strong what are you in darkness?
Catch me, suck the life out of me - I’ll still be stronger
Because I have integrity.

Push me inside your own theater of dreams
I will go willingly scouting through the rubble I find
Just to demonstrate my superiority.

Then try, just try to surpass me at a single thing in life
If you do succeed, I will not compromise
And will not rest until I have the game in my hand once more

2002

I Saw You Last Week

With no particular feeling in mind
She lay her books down
With weary hands
In timeless circumstances

And she whispered to eternity -
Sister, do not worry
The night is long but all I need
Is another cup of coffee

And graced upon herself
She effortlessly became light
For all of us to see
In the midst of darkness

Admired

Deep down inside
I want to be admired
I work hard
With subterfuges
To be likable

But when that happens
I feel empty inside
It makes me sick
And I reject every kind thought
Ever directed at me

I got what I wanted

It's my natural self
I'm even doing it
As you read this

Sibiu, ca intotdeauna

Ne revedem in curand...

Tonight

I would take walks
In places in my bedroom
I've never seen before
Light a candle
For the mosquitos
And the Zen master

I would pack my clothes
In even sizes and packages
In well segregated shelves
Just after I had dusted them off

I would take the leaf
I had pressed years ago
In my astronomy handbook
And blow it outside
Away from the gift it never was

I would write this with black ink
Or white ink
But something tells me
It wouldn't matter anyway

I miss you and I like it

Barcelona

Imi aduc aminte cum, la Barcelona, din douazeci de zile, doua nu ai putut sa stai cu mine, trei ai fost bolnava, si patru ai fost la ciclu.

Si nu pot sa uit cum am carat impreuna geamantanele, cum ti-am adus in pat bucatele de paine prajita cu Camembert sau cum au fost primele zile dupa ciclu.

Mai tin minte mirosul din holul cladirii, pana de curent, cum canta cineva in apartamentul de sub noi la un instrument pe care nu pot sa-l identific nici acum.

A trecut mult timp de atunci, iar eu acum privesc lumea din afara, cautand toate acele lucruri in diminetile limpezi si noaptea tarziu, cand se trezesc florile de regina noptii.

Singur

Cand vorbesc cu obiectele din casa
Cand beau un whiskey cu mine la masa
Cand ma privesc in oglinda si fac cu ochiul
Ca sa pastrez secretul
O fac doar pentru ca tu nu existi

Iata cum am ajuns
Din singur
Sa nu fiu singur
Cu mine insumi

Un cuvant

Nu.

A parut usor ca un fulg. A fost ceva ce doar ea a inteles. Si faptul ca m-am simtit inteles atat de repede, fara nici o ezitare, fara nici un dubiu, mi-a trezit fiori. Iar apoi privirea scurta si mana pe genunchi, in timp ce eu ma uitam la ei in oglinda, ca si cum totul ar fi fost atat de normal. Patru oameni, doua minti ce nu au fost niciodata mai departate, si nici nu vor mai fi atat de apropiate. Iar ceea ce am fost surprins sa realizez, este ca frantura s-a produs de mult, fara ca eu sa fiu constient ca se poate intampla asa ceva.

Atunci a avut loc purificarea.