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gelu diaconu and me are masturbating with salamanders in our hands, because that is what i dreamed.
as a reply to a fragment i read in the war diary by gelu diaconu.
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dedicated to gelu diaconu, today the twenty first of december two thousand and seven.
looser, it’s not my fault you wake up at 4.45 each day
& you go to the fridge like a chow hound who thinks that salamanders can be eaten with bread, says harry potter.
every morning in the kitchen in my wheelchair
i’m eating salami and soia
i’m sipping form my coffee
i’m fucking up my lungs with kent deluxe 100’s
& i’m imagining
that i’m a tight colleague of gelu diaconu
on the danube-black sea working ground.
on the twenty eighth km on the poppy road
gelu diaconu & cristache
dressed in the cloth coveralls
are playing with the excavators
with the iron spoons
with all sorts of lame things
and are masturbating with salamanders in their hands.
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