All pretty much alike
no place for inhibitions
let standards slip...
what is longer than it is wide,
once contained by practicality,
expands under dominion of science,
framework stretched but holding...
...no expectation of salvation.
...anticipation of salvation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wait for nothing expect nothing, proven something guarantees nothing but the certainty of somethings.