The Wolf-Bastard

From the Cycle "The Wolf-Bastard"

7.

You bark

That my mind has slid into my ass

And grown overnight

Into an ominous tail

You bark

That my thoughts have transmogrified

Into grey bristles

And pierced all pores of my skin

You bark and bark

That my words smell

Of human flesh burnt on a pyre

And of the white sperm of my caudate god

You bark bark bark

That out from my throat comes

A well-known bloodthirsty howl

Which I call a song

Just you bark

[Translated by Zdravka Gugleta?]