see the other sun
your weapons turn
i've left the dust
and prayers you baited
slept through your years
off in the distance
sheltered without
predjudice
the old song running
back of the mind
less focused
less giving
just less
of
whatever was mine
fully retreated
caved in
and broken
empty and silent
and complete
the empty zen parade
of isolation and regret
looking through the cocooned web
of bitterless repose
mute stasis
black hole space
black matter brain
black cat on the moon
black fear in the drain
black heart in the vain
black hat in the rain
black picture of promise
black card in the game
black star in the ocean
black powder and shame
black falling down winter
black street in black spain
had a moment
a few of them
simple
and sane
time not repeating
or beating
just same
just looking out over
the view of the plain
the endlessness of beauty
simple
and sane
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem