i have long known
that without the other
there is no us,
the familiarity begins
words bind us
the us becomes the i
the i recognizes
the better we
and so the song begins
to sing upon itself
the song of life
the dirge fades out
like a rocket at night
flickering
dissolving in such
vast space
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem