What happens to the blank lines on the paper
Do they ever get filled
like a bucket of water
or do they stay blank
and then get forgotten about
do they get winkled and thorn like a basket ball
or do they get washed down they drain
like an old gum wrapper
Maybe it won't make a difference anyway
like if you eat one mm or two
or perhaps it dose matter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
like the way this poem can mean so many diffrent things to so many diffrent people