how i wish to think
that
that red tailed fish
which roamed the
small aquarium world
throughout
its life is
happy
but this is what
i feel
like those sweet slices
of pineapple
and melon chunks
which i kept inside the
refrigerator
how chilly can loneliness
be?
how cold, how silent
but when eaten
still fresh and so sweet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem