Circle of
As I bite on your belly meat
-fried white, pink and red
-fat and meat; with eggs
-I feel the insects
-crawling
-walking
-fighting
-biting
-under my skin
-at belly
I feel the future
-in present
-this is now
-that is then
-when dead
-becoming you
-after ending a circle
-turning to thing, lifeless
-after some years of brutal
-living…now
-dead to be nothing; like past
-again…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem