yes Priscilla
the words come mostly after a heartbreak
we look for them
in dimly lighted rooms
that do not offer us
sleep
in our restlessness
we dress up again
seeking some fun in the night
on those neon lights
we are actually looking for words
that sound like
herbs
as we still look for the
cure...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem