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

Stefania Tarcomnicu

All Alone in the Voting Booth

All alone in the voting booth
I have voted you several times, like a madman
I put the stamp like a lunatic
On your brains, on your lips
Sparkling like two meat rolls

I put the stamp on your bottom
On the folds of your vibrating with pleasure belly

I inserted the voting ballets into the box
And your name and your body were all over the place
Perfectly stamped

And the box went crazy with joy
And began flying away winglessly and floating
Levitating straight through the empty pole station.