Mihail Galatanu

Singur in cabina de vot

Singur in cabina de vot
te-am votat de mai multe ori, ca nebunu’.
Am aplicat stampila, ca un descreierat,
pe creierul tau, pe buzele tale,
stralucind umede ca doua sarmale.

Am pus stampila pe fundul tau,
pe cutele pintecului tremurind de placere.

Am introdus buletinele in urna
Si peste tot era numele tau si trupul tau
perfect stampilat

Si urna a luat-o razna de bucurie
a inceput sa zboare fara aripi, sa pluteasca,
sa leviteze de-a dreptul in circumscriptia goala

Veronica Stoianovici

Alone in the Vote Poll

Alone in the election poll
I’ve been voting for you many times like a fool
I’ve placed the stamp like a scatter-brained
On your brain, on your lips
Sparkling wet like two forcemeat rolls of cabbage.
I stamped your rear,
On the folds of your belly trembling with pleasure.
I put the ballots inside the box
And your name and your body were all over the place
Stamped to perfection.

And the box went beserk
Flying winglessly, floating,
Levitating in the empty polling station.