i have this big mirror in my living room
i guess you must have liked it
yesterday you bought one and true to its purpose
your living room like mine has become a wide space
more fantasies, more time seeping in, more ideas perhaps,
more rivers in the mind, more skies, more emptiness,
but let me not talk about it for now.
i like it to be broken. Let me tell you in my next poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem