hanging on by gravity
we turn to face the sun
a long-legged arthropod
is lightly stepping down
across eternity
the cereals packet has been blindfold
since it's declaration
'18: 36 L1 WX.' et al.
the kitchen wall is Ballroom Blue.
this is Captain Kirk to Bridge,
'lower defence-shields
let the spider through.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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