Seeming to always be alone with music, loving how it
gives this being an interior energy like nothing else
can.
Wandering through passages of life, always watching,
looking for the synergy of rhythms to take this mind
into dimensions of other interior universes.
There learning is never limited, no barriers to get
in the way, enjoying insight and its intensity of
subconsciousness.
Getting things in order, together gathering informa-
tion that's lying about in a brain that lies in wait
for it to gel in spheres on photographic screens.
Totaling extremes of life as they are awakened, play-
ing the piano in this mind incessantly with music
and rhythms that are collated within poetry as it's
being written constantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem