i stayed up all night
drinking and
watching nature
documentaries
on sea turtles
and grizzly bears,
and the screen
flickered against
the dirty, white
wall
in flashes of
blue.
maybe
it could be
that easy.
maybe
we could
realize that
we only
suffuse
over time
for the briefest
of moments,
so you should
stop being so
damned stubborn
and make
your triumphant
return into
this
lonesome
mattress
and
these
yearning
arms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem