the painfilled notes of my song ring out
dripping ironically
broken in mangled gasps
sobbing as the car tears farther and farther away
I feel a part of me dying
as something new is born
Once again Kim you have totally curve balled me. I am having trouble deciphering this one. send me a message on how this one plays out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I scribbled this down in the car on my way to Toroto over summer vacation. It's narrative; a really sentimental song came on the radio and started to break up as I drove away from the signal. Getting away from the troubles and torment of regular life in my regular place. Or, in essence, taking a vacation.