It seems strange to me
Not knowing if I am hot or cold
That I look at numbers
Which seem to reassure my vertigo
That at least the question was ok
Despite my lack of answer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thrilllllling. the question to everyone's answer/is usually asked from within. Ok, i'm on a Steve Miller Band kick.? keep on SusxGLx