got a bottle of pinot next to my keyboard
and a bagel in the oven.
I started the wine on ocean beach
but had to follow my hunger home
no bikinis in the sand and sadness with the tide
I took my motorbike along the coast and held it tight
Invincible thats how it felt to be breaking all the laws
that keep people home at night
my wife isn't worried
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good writing, I like it, thanks.