I love the rain
that keeps me from doing
what I don't want to do.
I am trying to write a poem
about anything
but I should not mention this
it is not poetic.
I walk in a sea of rug
in my perception
and I don't see those
little things.
what must I do?
I forget.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem