you should have seen me:
back-peddaling and scurrying,
hurt by words and
dismissed by less.
i am like a child
hiding under beds.
ten minutes until midnight
and i feel more
like hamlet
than shakespeare
ever did
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another slice of the poet pained soul revealed Jarvis. I like your short and pointed poems very much. All the best, Tai