If Titanic skin
was our skin
the question
I’m asking
is would we
sink into ourselves
and die
Our skin
is double-thick
anviled
and armoured
bullet-proofed
and separated
labelled
and warehoused
on terra firma
Belfast built
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the wording and imagery here, and I especially loved the first verse! ~ I'm adding this one to my poem list ^^