I try to replace everything

The cripple chair

And the rug stretches it tongue on the tile room

I will try to replace the rug

Because it's stretches the tongue on the tile room

And the chair

Because it cripple

I will try

I said

So I have my reasons

And you have to wait

For the new shape  of the house

When the cripple chair, will leave

And deserts from a tongues

Moving on the spread sands on the floor

I will try

I said

But I don't know

If the cripple chair will wear the robe of repentance

And extend the longing bowers to stay

And I don't know if the carpet's tongues

Refrain moving between the floor cracks

Then

I must look for a wise man to guide me

Because I try to replace everything

And I try to change everything

I try to kick the repeated day

And to free my fingers

From the rubber tree who planted above of the sky

And I have to arrange my belonging

And my belongings are

Nothing but poems knees on the door of forgetfulness

A cripple chair

And a giber rug stretching it tongues