the usual. wine glass on
table. a cigar from cuba.
a black shoe.
smoke rising to the air.
dreams.
you go naked to these
ambitions.
glass to glass fragility.
someone is too willing.
like you.
one says, do not mention
the word love here.
it does not exist.
frame to frame. numbness
to numbness.
the story of a slave to a
pharaoh. up there and down
below. humanity is leveled.
fair fields now.
the ciphers and dippers.
hieroglyphics of madness.
boat in a storm never capsizing.
arrival at ports.
no one is meeting anybody.
no one calls a name.
then the sad departure.
with a note: you do not know
me and i do not know you.
what happened in vegas
stays in vegas. it was not
in vegas. No one is surely
telling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem