honestly
i do not write to impress
you
with what i have in mind
or what i am
to you or the
rest of those
who are reading
each word
i write because
i have to express myself
it is like a
pressure cooker
you know
trying to make the
hard meat
soft to my
eating
that steam being
let go
on those vents
simply to avoid
an explosion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem