Give him that perch please
and hypnotize the octopus
smiling through tentacles
in original fantasies.
Ignite the swamp to stare
into oblivion
the eye of Ra
the significance of ten.
Alone in a hole
soon scraping the film
throwing dirt off the hill
to understand the rhythms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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