mașina noastră lego                                                                                                 taie singurătatea                                                                                                 febril în                                                                                     timp de molimă                                                                         cum soarele în apus ca                                                                         un firez drumul de aici                                                             spre aici                                                                                     zgomotul de concasor                                                                         izbit de zidul liniștii.                                                             un tren taie și el noaptea                                                 dintr-o trecere la nivel. […]