Cu Anna pe Facetime


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– Hai ma lasi cu astea?

Ridic o spranceana la ea si pufnesc in ras.

– Stai acolo nu te misca. Sa imi pun putina sampanie.

– Sampanie? Hahaha… Oh, you are definitely back in business.

– Nu inteleg ce spui, strig eu de langa bar chicotind.

– Eh nu intelegi. Iti place pustiul. Get over it!

Imi pun paharul de sampanie langa laptop si ii zambesc. Poarta o camasa de saten lejera si are parul ciufulit ca si cum de abia a terminat o partida de sex nebun. Isi aprinde o tigara si ma intreaba simplu:

– Tu te-ai culcat cu cineva atat de tanar? Nu, nu-i asa? Adica nu se pune cand ai fost dezvirginata. Ala nu e sex. Aia se numeste macel. Dar din cate stiu nu ai avut un barbat sub 30 de ani.

Eu rad cu gura pana la urechi. E felul cum o spune care ma face sa rad cu atata pofta.

– Barbatii care nu au inca 30 de ani au prea multe probleme cu ei insisi. Hormoni all over. I don’t have time to deal with all that. I only like the best in men. Si cred eu, asta e dupa 30 de ani.

– True, true. Dar hai ca o sa fie funny. Go for it! In plus stiu ca iti place pustiul. You will rock his world! I can even join you two. Just for fun. Hai sa ii dam lumea peste cap pustiului. Urmatorea lui iubita o sa ne ramana datoare. Ce spui?

Anna a innebunit.

  • Do not fall in love
    With people like me.
    people like me
    will love you so hard
    that you turn into stone
    into a statue where people
    come to marvel at how long
    it must have taken to carve
    that faraway look into your eyes

    Do not fall in love with people like me
    we will take you to
    museums and parks
    and monuments
    and kiss you in every beautiful
    place so that you can
    never go back to them
    without tasting us
    like blood in your mouth

    Do not come any closer.
    people like me
    are bombs
    when our time is up
    we will splatter loss
    all over your walls
    in angry colors
    that make you wish
    your doorway never
    learned our name

    do not fall in love
    with people like me.
    with the lonely ones
    we will forget our own names
    if it means learning yours
    we will make you think
    hurricanes are gentle
    that pain is a gift
    you will get lost
    in the desperation
    in the longing for something
    that is always reaching
    but never able to hold

    do not fall in love
    with people like me.
    we will destroy your
    apartment
    we will throw apologies at you
    that shatter on the floor
    and cut your feet

    we will never learn
    how to be soft

    we will leave.
    we always do.

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