never another line beyond the standard crucible.
perigan dive, falcon plain.
we all scatter.
moving faster, simpler.
time has its talins in are rational.
sensible head, such a sensible head,
held by a thread.
naked in the garden at the beginning.
got a get out of this skin sometime soon.
never going to look back
never that vulnerable again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem