If the vulva of darkness is opened -
The redness of the breast searches a needle in the black hole.
Demon's flourish, hag's chant-
Bring desert sands in the lake Baikal
And absorbs the youth of water.
It sticks to the eyes of girls-
That is the unknown dark evening
Like a homeless bird hanging in the sky -
The rains have known this today.
Drenched in torrential rain, you were in oblivion-
You couldn't know the dense darkness of the kingdom of birds.
I have left everything with great pride
Extreme silence I only expected.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem