Out of time and out of space
A dropped and broken antique vase
Out of fashion - not in step
Some old geezer just thinks he's hip
Out of synch and off the pace
A furrowed brow so deeply traced
Out of options - out on a limb
A scented candle burning dim
Outside grace and out of favor
Chewing gum that's lost its flavor
Out of money and low on gas
I'm always walking on the grass
Out of cigarettes and beers
And these damn glasses hurt my ears
Out of patience with myself
An unread book on a cluttered shelf
Out on the bases - down for the eight
Way out of balance on my slate
Out of pitons - at the end of the rope
A class five climb with little hope
Out of my head over you
All you are and all you do
'Voice of One' @ Jerry Buckley
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I would like to translate this poem