Would you be my Narcissus?
Stare at me as if I was your reflection in a pool of water?
Not eating, not drinking, only focus on me, me as you
I really liked the clothes you wore today
But I did not tell you
Because you were already so full of yourself
Afraid you'd expand in all directions
Ego molasses left in the microwave too long
If you knew what I'd lost
And wanted to reclaim and experience again
You'd form an organization dedicated to me
Follow me around with brass band and public stalker acclaim
And I would not care if your love was real
Because you liked me the way I liked me
Satisfied with the space occupied
And what I know and who I am
And the situations that bounce off over confident skin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem