i command the rules to go away
pigs! snakes!
icons! boxes!
door jams!
toilet bowls!
holy shits!
leeches! and
stinging bees!
and whistling kettles
pressure upon pressure
fissure upon fissure
veiled women demons
wingless angels
questions marks
and interjections
and premature
ejaculations!
get lost!
in the name of love
i call upon all the hues of
the prism
i summon all colors
and scents
sweet sour or
foul
come, come,
under the feathers of
the mother hen
of freedom
bow to a vow
we'll make more rainbows
across the mountains
even before it rains.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem