Yes,
I’ll dip
All the ashes and fog
With the syrup of another story.
The dummy
Made of the most special
Amalgam resins,
Will be suffocated by
The warm clothes
Of a living
So stealthily …
I’ll climb again in a cave
That forgot its lock open.
Even though I could live,
And if, however,
I’ll feel like I’m bothering you
The feeling that I’m already breathing too much, I’ll send
My unconsumed feelings
In that line
And then I think
That you could accept
The forgotten bird to be able to
You stick a nest there…
English Translation by Zorin Diaconescu