turn the world
upside down
i want to
lose track of time
a flawless life
is not
what i had in mind
i prefer the kindness
of chaos
one night
of hell-bent thunder
is all i need
to feel free for a while
perfection is no longer
my style
you can ofcourse
tempt fate
you could always wait
until you hear
the right words
you can fix
you can intervene
you can straighten
the crooked machine
you can make life routine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem