I look at my clean hands

Food Line
2014

     translated by Jack Hirschman and Aggelos Sakis

 

I look at my clean hands
having a thought to make them dirty
with the chain grease,
taking the pump and
pumping air into the tires,
patching them up.
Taking back
my old bicycle
from the forgotten afternoon.

 

    Food Line, Forepaw Press, San Fransisco, U.S.A, 2014

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