one day
i will have
nothing to say
the alarm clock
will keep ringing
the door will stay closed
the blue car will stay parked
laying in bed i will
have nothing to do
nowhere to go
and no clockcard to click
do not be deceived
seeing me there...
sleepy head
gone fishing with an old friend
of Adam and Eve
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem