at night he comes home
he is sleepy driving his car
the classical music on
somehow the angels set him
away from malignant collisions
he has more things to do
ah, these unfinished businesses
when he arrives home
as usual he is alone
and feels like is simply dramatizing
his unique situation
alone in the middle of
everyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem