My Insects

My insects have devoured all the peopleAnd on the deserted streets of the city They are parading the spiders and the locusts Are the most constantine They've got perfect serums in wiresAnd are pricking the statue of the magical brother In their hands they carry the tools of mystery The finger lifted to the cutout lips Carefully glued to the violet nailsThe eyelids glued to the forehead with wireFrom which the polyp is gnawing the last lash And the aluminum shell is coming out Translated by Adrian Solomon 

by Gellu Naum (1915-2001)