you could be first, but
you withdrew the insurance,
inside more safely (?)
you lost your chance.
you are repeating to the circle.
the same as always, manoeuvre,
and with obsessive persistence
you are pushing pins by nails.
you could be first, but
you withdrew the insurance
inside more safely(?)
you lost your chance
and you were already so close.
at arm's length distance.
an own truth and paving rumours,
will be enough for you.
you are repeating to the circle
the same as always manoeuvre
and with obsessive persistence
you are pushing pins by nails.
you could be first, but
you withdrew the insurance
inside more safely (?)
you lost your chance
to second you are not having to wait
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lightly and shapely written. Interesting poem :))