Dream in my head
today the Sultan battld page with hymn
cascading eyes forward in...,
luckily the farmer told
a feature of a cradle being
stamp the hedge far pressed in the middle
close call to the offer
below the offer to retire
load the goat offerings onto the page's answer
shrimp with caviar...
below from the nose in its temples fire
shades of torment in the ring of things
let go to the oceanic rope
you deserve the best
craddle the corn better then the rest...
Dream in my head
diapers where we bled
pen the pillow with the shutters
at nights there's dreams
locked hands that bind the future breeze
shadows in the corner
making plans to render
such as Incredible Hulk turning back as David Banner
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem