8: 02 p.m.
Thinking of many things, wanting to write all of
them, yet they don't fit in this particular rhyme.
So, off on a tangent I go, recognizing patterns falling
inside my mind, experimenting with all types of phrases
as I formulate a design of rigorous proportions in this
book. 8: 03 p.m. 10/11/13
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem