More than fish and chips
Esti pastrama mea maturata,
stufoasa, afumata cu scortisoara din plin.
esti plin. imi placi.
imi place plinatatea.
imi place boiaua de dimineata, iute, inversunata,
sa ma arda pe limba.pana la sufocare.
imi place sa ne gadilam prin ochi.
sa ne duelam ca zmeii
prin nelinisti si minciuni expirate.
e criza.
oupsy.
padure de cozonaci ce esti, buretosule, ciuperca cu venin,
vrei sa te rontai crud?
mai bine nu.
sa te coace well-done o gasca.
pa.
PS. ''Ai numa poola-n cap.cirnat de casa prajit, orez cu legume,, ardei gras copt, ardei iute in otzet, piine neagra..''
Comin thro the rye
She is not Ava Gardner, wonderful in Mogambo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9muc06G4pA
She is very pale and tired, his office colleague with long legs, fifteen years younger,he is the mentor, the editor, and I am dark and crazy.
‘’Ea nu cere nimic’’, she is allright with him, a few times per week, when he is not tired. She is patient and understands him, in everything, e ca un ceai de ciubotica cucului. Eu sunt ca un pahar de sampanie, sau ca o bere Ursus, anyway a big trouble, not normal.Sometimes, a pain in the ass. But alive.
Watch that and u will understand what I mean.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9muc06G4pA
Sa facem dragoste ca reptilele, sa ne incolacim ca serpii sa ne sugem sangele sa ne frangem bratele sa jucam piese de teatru sa radem pana la dinti si apoi sa ajungem in cerul gurii sufletul sa il invelim in piele sa inotam in noi sa gafaim sa lovim peretii cu trupurile sa ne storcim frumos, sa inflorim pe pat sa bem vin pana sub cearceaf si saltele sa ne rasara degetele de sub sprancene si sa ne gustam pe sub brate sa ne sarutam ca dinozaurii asta nu stiu cum se face da stiu ca sunt uriasi pana la cer sa fim pana la cer in sarut pana in oase sa ne creasca iarba iarba cu dragoste pita si vin pe sub ele primavara nesfarsita cand te trezesti sa ma gasesti sub coapse
Capitolul doi.Ceapa, puiut, cartofiori, rosii cam trecute,mucegaite pe o parte, se taie ce e rau si se pastreaza bunul, suc de lamaie in loc de bors..patrunjelul in bin ca mirosea cumplit a chimicale si... fierbe..mi-e cam frica.O sun pe Joan...''In ten minutes a wonderful soup is ready. Come along with a deep bowl.Please,but very deep cause it's a lot. Becky, Yulla and Sid are too far away.''
Joan vine cu un caston atat de urias incat nu mi-as fi putut imagina. Pun pun,ea imi vorbeste de familia ei. E asistenta sociala, paper work, bureaucracy, wages down, her mother from Germany born in Jamaica,her father Indian.''Be careful, everything is full of chemicals here.'' vorbim de patrunjel si de dezinfectatul puiului cu lamaie.Rincing the vegetables twice.Then we talk about fumes,pollution,water etc.''You're such a good girl, u want to share all the time, English are so different.''''Oh,how much I know that.''''Those ten pounds...''Eu tot torn si imi dau seama ca e imposibil macar sa umplu pana la jumatate bowlul.Her son, oh beautiful Apollo,for him I have cooked eventually, her mouth is watering,mine too. She's leaving..with the hot soup to her Obama.
Lora, u believe in God, in fish,and in a lot fantasies. It's very bad for your mind.
Isi infasura prosopul alb, imens, in jurul trupului si se gandi ca se afla nu numai singura, dar si stapana peste Longsight.Cosea zorile cu ata alba in pielea rasfatata. Din cand in cand, si o ceasca de bergamota si brandy. Ce mai conta? Se simtea si altfel decat musulmana.
But there was a moment in his life that he was married with both. Neah. that marriage was in Las Vegas, is not legal.
''Are u in a good voice?
No, But I feel like singing.''
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXOxEUr53cE