I cannot carry a sofa up 3 flights of stairs alone
I cannot replace the transmission of an automobile
I cannot seem to accept that all you ever wanted from me
Was to get into my pants then get out of my life
I cannot do a lot of things
But only one insufficiency
Has managed to hurt me
To disappoint and jade me
So f-ing much!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
totally with Declan on this, dynamite construction. lingering power in this compact work. great read. -Tailor