Rhythmically moving in time to Foreigner, playing
games within my mind, trying to keep myself occupied
through the boredom of waiting.
Wishing I had a laptop I could keep with me all the
time, so I could put my poetry online day and night
no matter where I am at any moment in time.
Feeling the freedom it would bring into my life as I
sense it's presence in my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem