Mostly I remember your farm
It was a weird place
where the animals were words
and that old wooden fence surrounding the property
was just a state of mind
You came to me one night
and said something that I forgot
as you were saying it
(but that's always been my weakness)
So the farm is paid for now
The news hit like a brick
I almost have enough of those damned things
to build my house
(or maybe some inner jail)
I remember you like a shadow
in and out of time
but mostly
I remember your farm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem