and a Woman here
and a woman when here
can and does
maybe wanders off over next door
opens the door
friends and both neighbor too call
and down on her knees may fall
and pray with ruby roped lips.
then perhaps comes here
her posture thin as lips become.
when i am less than one
she makes me tall
and when i fall
her booted foot on my back
until she gets her way
and i become once thin again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem