SO and so's zombied -out,
adrift on his mattress,
having a cold spell you
might say, or struting his
debious light, on a quick
sand night, if you see
him, or think you see him,
just give him his drugs
and let him, pass you by.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow your poetry is really really good, love it... make me fell like more of an amature than what i already know i am lol... and oh yes, thanx for the comment! ! !