my hands are getting older
the thumb I used to suck
and stuck out
to
get a ride
from
some stranger who
thumbed his nose
up
saying to himself
how could she ever
get in a car
not knowing
where I would
take her
or who the hell I am?
I guess she must
have
issues
with trust
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I would like to translate this poem
A rose amongst hundreds of literary thorns, extremely complex and entirely addictive - brilliant