once
we were young
at this
machine...
drinking
smoking
typing
it was a most
splendid
miraculous
time
still
is
only now
instead of
moving toward
time
it
moves toward
us
makes each word
drill
into the
paper
clear
fast
hard
feeding a
closing
space.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
into the paper clear fast hard feeding a closing space. a very good poem- tony