Will there ever be a poem again
Which is not about there ever being a poem again?
I cannot escape the prison of myself
I cannot write a word about any sky other than my own
I am lost
And it does not matter to the universe
It matters to myself-
But who am I
And what is another poem
Or all the poems I have written
Insignificance is another name for Death
And Death is not a name
For the way a person should live-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem