Simplicity

     What has been missing from my life until now is simplicity. I am beginning to change, little by little.
     For example, now I always go out with my bed, and when a woman pleases me, I take her to bed immediately.
     If her ears are ugly or large, or her nose, I take them off with her clothes and put them under the bed. I keep only what I like.
     If her underthings could use a change, I change them right away. That is my gift. If, on the other hand, I see a more beautiful woman passing by, I excuse myself to the first and make her disappear at once.
     Some who know me suggest that I am incapable of doing just what I said, that I haven’t the temperament. I once believed so myself, but that was because I wasn’t doing everything exactly as I please.
     Now all my afternoons are good. (Mornings, I work.)

From Someone Wants to Steal My Name, edited by Nin Andrews, published by Cleveland State University Press, poetrycenter@csuohio.edu

Translated by Nin Andrews