and so you handed back everything I had given to you
and I crossed out each item on my list
till in the end there was only a name left
and I crossed that out as well
so the list was only black lines
and I tore it up into shreds
held them in my hands for a while
then dumped all of it in my paperbin
shreds of the past already
time & people passing on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem