the vehicle's manifold has integrity
the mechanic h'mmmm
would that
should manifest
in the garage and elsewhere
could it
alter destiny ah,
integers and ballyhoohahs
woods and ironies
lilacs and pfeffernussen.
anele,
anoint
bless the hydrawlics
and the gasketry
'the pleasure is mine', sang the blue canary,
asking,
'can the wind shift in a tunnel? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem