it is nothing about rats.
this is about life.
the universal life, the life of
a star
or the survival of the rings of
Jupiter
this is about the mitosis
and the splitting of the atom
and the mushroom
and the bikini.
this is nothing about ourselves.
this is about a broken world
trying to heal the broken patches
this is about a black hole
something that we feel
though we have not even seen one
if you are bored
i tell you, this is about nothing at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem