sliced persona transitional slip
flight forward into lights and shadow
self and ego letting go and holding on
can i really be here, how can this be
inside, out, around every twisting end
no longer drifting, optimistic dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Why ask me do you think I know? In and out of your poems shaddows what do you want before I go?