Crevice & Billows
My comfort zone lies in the crevice rater then the billows, I'd say, and it's in all the little odd places, and random moments, that I seem to find the greatest joy, truly loving it, when I can escape all those empty vessels, upon the crowed stage, where big things, frighten me into an awareness of reality., where I am an actor with a roll to play.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful piece, It always feels far more safe within the solidity of a form rather than blowing in a free breeze... a really unique piece...tyvm karen