translated by  Yannis Goumas

I have one bone less
the doctors don’t believe me
nor can they find the gap
it’s a deficiency deeper
than their best of instruments
and it keeps on moving

sometimes I lose a vertebra
and can’t get up
and other times see how I crack
thanks to my flexible wrists
but more often one of my knee’s
is shattered
the one I go down to pray
and the saints keep on asking
why I’m sinking

in that case I gather what other bones
are not missing
and cast them in front of their feet
leaving me to pray
without giving explanations
about that uncaught bird

uncaught bird
of my entrails...

     So Are the Birds, 2015