Hamlet-time,
being or non-being,
true to oneself;
which self?
the self with the syntax
going haywire and nouns and verbs etc.
jumping about the place,
trying to suit themselves.
sometimes a sentence
is not a sentence anymore
or it has the audacity
to become another sentence
spreading total confusion on every
train of thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem