do you have
something to say?
something
to brake my ice or
the world ice
cream
or you ice.
just something
to help me out
help you out
get out of the routine.
though something
on me
toward the sky
a pillow
a glass
a word
a god jesus thing.
something
to help
circulate the blood
around my neck,
around your lips,
and your cheeks,
and your chin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem