a common plague
here
how a fly
hovering on
a carabao's back
now behaves
and feels like that
big black
carabao itself?
not uncommon
yet everyone
speaks to no one
about
this discrepancy
as the carabao grazes
on the pastureland
stupidly
as usual
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem