....................On a mobile
A walked meander listening -with his world
This way that way - a maze path
Of an absorbed conversation - and confused shadow
A passing shape inclined - to unadressed anatomy
Where the untraced torso - or buttock curve
To attempt the punctuation - or state singularity
this public monologue passes - a failed assay
Doodled by his phone - one summer atfternoon
Breeze touched by sunlight.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A passing shape. good poem. I like it.