In the high speeding of a poet -
you hear angelic speech.
And in one moment all the poems -
no time to read.
It sounds - like lightning from the thoughtful,
all through your brain -
two hemispheres full of voices
fused like a nail.
you have no time: the speed of that light -
will kill you now,
will kill your sin, will born a poet
bilingual.
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