And it's These Kind of Thoughts One Thinks of Where There is Nothing to Think Of

I’ll be
removing
out of underwear
and neglected
by satin mittens

and glance
at a crowded
radio speaker
some night short
because it’s so mean

forgetting
how repulsive
the cordial
open-down
visual
of the white
water well
was when
it was last
broken
down out the bedroom.

Source: Poulsen, Toroddur. “You.” 3AmMagazine.com. Web 19 Apr. 2016. http://www.3ammagazine.com/3am/mundi-other-poems/

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Here is poem 19. Which is a little bit experimentation I came up with myself. I took the original poem which in this case was "You" and rewrote it  using the opposite or almost opposite of the word. I changed verbs, nouns and pronouns, and articles when needed.  This is full prompt here and asks us to translate poetry and today I spent some time reading deconstructionist literary theory which I think this is where the idea came from.