you started it
and i was just trying to put the finishing touches
and then you cried foul
and call me names
i am just returning what
you have given
and then you said it was dirty
and so unbecoming
of me
you feel that you are a star in your own universe
so be it
burn yourself to death
with that self-made glitter of yours
i am a pebble that you have disregarded
i stare and i do not know how to laugh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem