A bite like hot charcoal
a nate full
of stolen baby teeth
that scythe off dried skin
ripped off like old wallpaper
the tearing of small birds
hidden under a early barn
mice shake like alarm clocks
crying into cold straw
you tap-dancer! fast as light
as cruel as a broken tooth
all evil in a round eye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem keep it up