(it is like)
a brief farewell
dismissive and brusque
the outdoors as grey and as serious
as nature is without mercy
we sit across from
one
another
demure & remiss
of words
as time between
colorless
bleeds
the collosus
of our silence / becoming
a book
we master to read...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And such wonderful words I'm coming really OK alright my gosh I think she's got it! 😨