{"id":1935,"date":"2017-02-22T14:30:58","date_gmt":"2017-02-22T14:30:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/?p=1935"},"modified":"2017-03-02T01:18:28","modified_gmt":"2017-03-02T01:18:28","slug":"george-g-asztalospoezie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.nymagazin.com\/en_US\/george-g-asztalospoezie\/","title":{"rendered":" George G. Asztalos\/Poezie"},"content":{"rendered":"

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estremecimiento de vivir enamorado<\/strong><\/p>\n

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mottor:
\n\u201darriba, arriba !\u201d – Speedy Gonzales
\nohoo am supravie\u0163uit \u00een uragane Enamorade
\n\u00eencins cu \u015fase s\u0103bii de Toledo
\nsub\u0163iate spre v\u00eerf
\n\u00een corzi de chitar\u0103
\nc\u00eentam frumos ca un orfeu infernal
\n\u015fi ele dansau to\u0163i dracii
\ndansau to\u0163i dracii
\nbotezat \u015fi rebotezat
\nde r\u0103v\u0103\u015fitoare epifanii \u015fi resurec\u0163ii
\nde ur\u0103 amorezabil\u0103 cu
\nv\u00eertejuri \u00eentoarse pe dos
\namazoane \u00eenvolburate \u015fi
\nfeline cu gheare duioase
\nr\u0103t\u0103cit prin pustiuri h\u0103ituite
\nde oazele unor delire umede
\nam avut
\nde b\u0103ut
\nbal\u015foi
\ndoar dumnezeea aceea iubita definitiv\u0103
\nm\u0103 mai a\u015fteapt\u0103
\nso\u0163 sau amant sau am\u00eendou\u0103 deodat\u0103
\ntu balerin\u0103 a ve\u015fniciei
\ne\u015fti tot ce-a mai r\u0103mas de cucerit
\ndin cazematele tandre
\nale ne\u00eendur\u0103rii<\/p>\n

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nu sunt nebun de nimic. sunt de tot<\/strong><\/p>\n

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ce-mi place de mine e c\u0103 de\u015fi
\na\u015f putea s\u0103 servesc patria
\ncu scumpele \u015fi dragele de taxe \u015fi impozite
\nla modul strict intelectual
\nn-o fac dec\u00eet fizic eventual sensibil
\ncu m\u00eeini pricepute s\u0103 fac\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103 dreag\u0103
\nlumea s\u0103 se simt\u0103 mai bine
\nnu mi-a r\u0103mas dec\u00eet s\u0103 lansez happy-endul
\n\u015fi s\u0103 ne facem poze re-fericibile cu realitatea
\naceast\u0103 Lelea Floarea f\u0103r\u0103 din\u0163i
\nc\u0103reia \u00eei d\u0103ruim un sul de prezervative
\n\u015fi r\u00eede cu noi c\u0103 nu \u015ftie ce-i aia
\n\u015ftiu io a\u015f putea s\u0103-mi investesc neuronii
\nla bursele solitudinii
\npentru un serviciu post-mortem
\npentru vremea c\u00eend to\u0163i m\u0103 vor iubi
\npentru c\u0103 nu mai sunt printre ei
\ndar afacerea asta miroase a sap\u0103 de cauciuc
\ne un fel de cefereu lovit de streche
\n\u015fi dus de r\u00eep\u0103
\ncu turma lui de na\u015fi cu tot
\na\u015fa c\u0103 m-am g\u00eendit s\u0103 profit
\nde ce mi-a r\u0103mas de\u015ftept din via\u0163\u0103
\ns\u0103-mi beau min\u0163ile cu voi
\nla modul \u00eendr\u0103gibil
\npe urm\u0103 s\u0103 ne lu\u0103m la tr\u00eent\u0103 cinstit
\npentru dreptul meu fundamental
\nde a nu fi iubit
\nmomentele alea c\u00e2nd
\nm\u0103 g\u00eendesc serios s\u0103-mi zbor
\no jumate de creier \u015fi cu jumatea ailalt\u0103
\ns\u0103 v\u0103d \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it ce pot zbura mai departe
\ndesigur c\u0103 o femeie bun\u0103 e r\u0103u de g\u0103sit
\ndar la mine e furtun\u0103 de z\u0103pad\u0103 \u00een neuroni
\nnu \u015ftiu s\u0103 apreciez o zi lini\u015ftit\u0103 de var\u0103
\nfac bine \u015fi le g\u0103sesc mereu pe alea rele
\nsunt ca orbul acela voluntar care o ia
\n\u015font\u00eec pe \u00eentuneric curios ce-o s\u0103-l opreasc\u0103
\ndar ea nic\u0103ieri
\nehee \u00eemi fac ni\u015fte nervi aiurea mereu
\nschizofrenezia m\u0103-sii \u015fi \u00eentunericul pl\u00eenge
\nca un copil
\npe um\u0103rul meu<\/p>\n

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Z\u0103pada ro\u0219ie<\/strong>
\nEra \u00een iarna comunist\u0103 \u00eentr-un sat din Ardeal
\nPe l\u00eeng\u0103 frigul dement umbla \u0219i rabia pe uli\u021be
\nSe auzea c\u0103 ni\u0219te c\u00eeini au rupt \u00een buc\u0103\u021bi o vulpe turbat\u0103
\nCa s\u0103 previn\u0103 o epidemie \u00een mas\u0103
\nAutorit\u0103\u021bile au ales Solu\u021bia Comod\u0103
\nS\u0103 omoare to\u021bi c\u00eeinii satului
\nP\u00een\u0103 la ultimul
\nCu sod\u0103 caustic\u0103 injectabil\u0103<\/p>\n

Io eram un pu\u0219ti am\u0103r\u00eet nu \u0219tiam ce se \u00eent\u00eempl\u0103
\nMi-am luat \u0219i io c\u0103\u021belul \u0219i hai sus pe deal
\nLa vaccinat<\/p>\n

Acolo vaiete urlete \u0219i l\u0103tr\u0103turi
\nCeva ardea cu mult fum \u00eentr-o groap\u0103 mare
\nOamenii stateau la o coad\u0103 interminabil\u0103
\nC\u00eeinii erau teribil de speria\u021bi
\nEra un peisaj de groaz\u0103 de la cap\u0103tul lumii<\/p>\n

Unul din baie\u021bii mai mari sus\u021binea c\u0103 nu
\nNu-i vaccineaz\u0103 ci dimpotriv\u0103
\nOmoar\u0103 to\u021bi c\u00eeinii
\nCredeam c\u0103-\u0219i bate joc de mine
\nEra s\u0103 ne lu\u0103m la bataie<\/p>\n

C\u00eend am ajuns aproape \u00een fa\u021b\u0103
\nUnde nenea doctoru veterinar injecta c\u00eeinii
\nUn dul\u0103u nervos tocmai \u00eel mu\u0219case de m\u00een\u0103
\nZapada era ro\u0219ie ca la t\u0103iatul porcului
\n\u0218i asistentul pansa doctorul v\u0103dit \u00eengrozit<\/p>\n

Dul\u0103ul era mort to\u021bi c\u00eeinii erau extermina\u021bi la gr\u0103mad\u0103
\nApoi arunca\u021bi \u0219i ar\u0219i \u00een groapa comun\u0103<\/p>\n

Cu Bambi a mers repede era un c\u0103\u021bel cuminte
\nAbia l\u0103tra a pl\u00eens un pic \u0219i gata
\nMult mai t\u00eerziu am aflat c\u0103 acel regim odios
\nVenise la putere cu acelea\u0219i practici teroriste
\nAplicate pe oameni<\/p>\n

\u00cen rest toate bune \u0219i faine bine c-am sc\u0103pat
\nBine c\u0103 eu \u0219i cu Bambi al meu
\nNe-am dat copil\u0103ria la vaccinat<\/p>\n

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Z\u00eembe\u015fte.E o nebunie<\/strong><\/p>\n

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maxi-taxiul citadin opre\u015fte la sta\u0163ia Oropsi\u0163ilor
\nun el \u015fi o ea rebegi\u0163i deschid u\u015fa \u00eentreab\u0103 \u015foferul
\n“sara bun\u0103 nu mere\u0163i la Cutare?” e stupoare
\nse r\u0103spunde c\u0103 “nu c\u0103 merem la \u015fcoala de hanalfabe\u0163”
\n“aha noa bine” zic ei “de fapt” zice omul cu volanul
\n“scrie \u015fi aicea pe tabla asta…vede\u0163?””las\u0103-i dom’le”
\nzice o deranjat\u0103 cu ruj “nu vez’ c\u0103 o m\u00eencat bure\u0163’?”
\nse r\u00eede sunt excedat de vulgarismele astea educate
\n\u00eei spun \u015foferului “stai dom’le numai un minut c\u0103 am
\no treab\u0103 \u015fi revin” cobor apoi \u015fi \u00eei \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fez
\nmai \u00eent\u00eei pe b\u0103iat pe urm\u0103 fata le urez “s\u0103 fi\u0163i iubi\u0163i”
\nrespectiv “nu v\u0103 pierde\u0163i speran\u0163a” sunt ului\u0163i
\ntreaba lor m\u0103 \u00eentorc \u00een ma\u015fin\u0103 ofer explica\u0163ii savante
\n“e fratele meu \u015fi sora mea” zic “o s\u0103 moar\u0103 am\u00eendoi”
\n“au un cancer terminal cu autor necunoscut e o belea”
\nzic \u015fi adaug “e jalnic dar
\ntoate vor fi bune \u015fi frumoase”
\nciudat obicei spun unii dar eu sunt berbec
\nfaptul c\u0103 \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fez mul\u0163i oameni aproape str\u0103ini
\ne stupefiant \u00eei bulverseaz\u0103 efuziunile mele
\n\u015fi cum s\u0103 nu te bage ciuda asta \u00een to\u0163i dracii
\ndac\u0103 \u015fti clar c\u0103 nu-i vei mai vedea niciodat\u0103?
\ndac\u0103 se vor \u00eenstr\u0103ina definitiv ca moartea
\ncum s\u0103 nu fi dureros de diliu
\ncu tot ce \u0163i-a r\u0103mas mai viu?
\naha moartea d\u0103 speran\u0163e s-ar spune
\nm\u0103car at\u00eet \u00een mor\u0163ii ei
\nde oaie turmentat\u0103 de streche
\nm\u0103car at\u00eet cititorule
\nanonimule \u015fi \u015fmechere
\nfratele meu
\ncred c\u0103 \u00een fiecare zi
\nsunt pretutindeni
\ntot mai mul\u0163i oameni vii
\n\u015fi aici l\u00eeng\u0103 sperietoarea asta
\nl\u00eeng\u0103 care le\u015fin c\u0103 e musai
\n\u00eentr-o fericit\u0103 de zi s\u0103 mor
\naici l\u00eeng\u0103 apocalipsele c\u0103lare pe cai
\ntupeul nostru e tot mai nebun
\n\u015fi tot
\nmai z\u00eembitor<\/p>\n

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