if you are closed today
and i cannot open you
because you are definite
on a holiday
or plain protestation
i open another one
i have this key and
i can open this anytime
and then like a bird
i fly down there
to the tunnel of the cave
where no light
at the end
is visible
inward i can find
some more of what
outside has to offer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem