1.
The silence of the village
Time is elastic if you are in love
Like chewing gum
And the cheeks turn red when you kiss them under the bridge
Or in the churchyard
There is a stream near the grandparents\' house
Garbage travels
Rejected parts of the interiors
submissive
Chewed by the teeth of the archived city
Happiness is a white dot in
bed
with foam
Hands knead her in search
The perspective of carelessness
When you listen to the rays of the blasé sun-cock
The morning overwhelmed by the good light of birds and dogs
Gravel lost in pores
the wefts
Stray carts with people
Under the glow sipped by the greedy souls in the tall grass
They are nothing but may bugs.
2.
Transparent laundry held by the light with tongs
Rotten gutter
Wooden cot ladder
The woven bird painting in red/white/brown/blue
Looking at me inquisitively before I sleep
Ilinca/ scarf and sweater/ like a monolith in time
We are the people who raised us.