it is this
wrong premise
that if i find
another lonely
person and when
we talk for
while
i become less
lonely
or if i put off
his light
will that make
mine
brighter?
does the misery
of other people
a cure to
our miseries too?
happiness is
simply a state of
mind
i must create
and recreate it
it is reinvention
time: there is no
forever
grab the eternal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem