а каких мыслей космы ты мог запихать бы...

and what thoughts cosmas
you could cram stanzas
reeling thoughtfully versts
on patterned rubber profile ...!

relaxing the springs of the brain
squeezing instincts in time
sew Bosch textures
in double tape pictures ...

bringing the roadside closer together
squeezing ditches into glades,
descriptions by voiles juicy
you will entangle the main images -
tear out like censorship, with frames,
only by choosing the extremes of the difference:
winds, gusty arrows, humidity
on the oncoming, whistling cores ...

and weakly give a damn about inevitability?
this tender
this one
calm ...
virgin lands
novelty
unbeaten
glue gaps
frenzy of liberty