He wrote
a beautiful poem.
I mean the turn
of sentences he twisted
gave my mind a torticoli.
As for me the visual
of Charlie Chaplin
hopping
2 wrenches in his hands
counter clock wise
cranking 2 smallish tetons
kept miraging in front
of the white canvas
in the cinemascope
of my eyes.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem