(to tpw)
two plus two
i have gone through this before
and
have carefully considered it again,
like when i was in the streets yesterday
looking for a poem i forgot
to write down,
some things just don’t come back.
but a little girl was there
where that car is parked now,
standing in the rain
waiting for the bus.
but was that you? i don’t remember that too,
and it was only yesterday.
wait, i’ve got it!
the answer is anything but four
and i can remember the poem now,
but
i don’t want to write it anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice, pleasant kind of fun