Can you walk in a straight line on your very own time line? suspended in a moment that makes it so jagged and hopless to complete.
Take a walk with elvis on his 1000 yard walk so all you can do is talk about what's to come.
I'm staring at a picture and feeling so vexed.
I'm ready for the onslaught but not the attack.
You'll find me in a dictionary; i'm right at the back.
I'm a poster on a wall trying to stay intact.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem