Drift…drift into the open
From a dozy being
Of a writhing languor
Pour into the ocean
Wade… wade into a dream
Flee Catatonia
Swing by the wind
The sky is blue and infinite
Yawn… yawn into the twilight
The dawn of the senses
Into the horizon
Spread out like sunrise
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem