I’m not hypochondriac
but I’m overly melancholic
I have no virtues or curiosities
I do not appreciate eccentricity
but sometimes I like adrenaline
I loudly swear
rather of boredom
I like chocolate waffles
eggplant salad
and the state of weightlessness
it gives you a nonconformist and lascivious look
which you are about to cling to
like to a beautiful woman
like to a thick rope
when everyone here calls out “man overboard”
I like small cars
of uncertain colors
I like simple but lively women
whom I see in the evening in cafes
powdered and lipsticked
leaving me the apparent sensation
that I were just as alive
English Translation by Zorin Diaconescu