how sad to think
that you
think that my marriage
is on the verge
of wrecking
i like to think
about
this possibility
but come to think
of it
where will we go
when the house
is burned?
shall we eat
the ash on the
ground?
and what shall
i tell God
about my
broken vow?
how shall i repair
my broken soul
my torn heart
this total
destruction
this
annihilation?
think about it
and the possibilities
other than a break
up
for the meantime
i'll drink my tea
and eat my cake
and relax on
a hammock and
read a romance novel
and then
sleep
in this life i don't
really think much
i just do it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem