Notes what notes they
weigh me down.
Silly the pad over me
in my dream there
to keep.
Tied when last spied
around the necks
of the her sheep.
School was cool writing
the answers on the
back of the girl in
front of me.
Then following them down
short of the ground
before I sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem