If she hyperventilates repeatedly, how can she kiss
The frog who is hoping, hoping-
After the students have returned to class, and vacated the
Topiary-
And the bicycles have led thieves up onto the roofs to
Smoke and feel the redacted blemishes
Of their one of a kind lovers-
While then not so far away, in some carport of
Suburbia-
A housewife practices her common place adultery,
And the tortoise in her carport eats an orchid at the foot
Of the washing machine- eats an orchid:
God knows where he found her- but after eating her,
He will slip away to become a meal for
An alligator who is waiting patiently down the slope to
The canal, but can anybody tell if he is really smiling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem