Zoning As Each Day Starts X-Plaining.
Hurting B-Comes Something M-Powering.
Tilting, Navigating N-Sanity While The World Keeps Moving.
Grooving 2 Whatever Song They're Singing.
Droning...Looking N2 Nothing & Always Finding The Right Something.
Droning, Just Harmlessly Droning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem