up close and versenal
slink, periscope, to curse'n'all
to feel the surge, the lessening
the whip'n'stitch of blessening
the plangent wail of biped's song
the ululations of said throng
to hear the chorus skate, assembling
and discern which, to date's, dissembling....
since truth is beauty, beauty, truth....
all swallowed, then...with gulps of ruth......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem