Rocking Chair [English translation]

Perverse love

Whisper me Henry Miller

In his tropic of Cancer

Of Cancer

Baudelaire

Gives me this evening flesh

Of literary goose

In my rocking chair

Apolinaire

Has also some severe

And some unripe in his verses

In his verses

Eleven thousands ver-

I am at the end of my rope

Shaken as a shaker

In my rocking chair

Is it a mystery

Twenty or in helicopter

Will come Humbert Humbert

I'll be light

Like polyester

Titled with legs up

In my rocking chair