What Monkey keeps throwing these things?
They keep landing in my gears
My gears keep cracking
They only move in one direction.
But they don't because you threw these ham wrenches all over the place.
Only one was necessary.
And you threw it ages ago
and now you just keep tossing pointless hunks of metal
at my heart
while I am immobile in love.
I have a secret though.
It is bigger than your wrenches.
I'll tell you if you would listen.
It's actually kind of great
and it makes me wise and calm
and I'm not poor anymore
and it's just awesome.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem