Lost In Translation - Poem by Ken Bennight
I want to show you all of me,
I want to give you letters.
Spell it out so all can read,
to the paper I'm the debter.
Fill its space with paragraphs,
a sentence to the widow.
To fall upon and cry out loud,
while laughing at the sitters.
Drowning in the waters salt,
just below the ankles.
Sounds of fury in the air,
blood eyes blinded by me.
Few will ever understand,
where I'm at and how to find me.
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