Blown-head doll,
Gasketed cradle,
Sight of the curious,
Plague of the poor;
Nothing is left
On her bare body:
She won't be played with
Anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well I was just blown away by the numbers of poems you have written. Must of been on a mushroom writing this. I will take a gander, drugs, gasketed cradle, perhaps her fate sealed at birth, kind of like Marilyn Monroe symbolism. Best I could figure. Intriguing!