Who gives an F... anyway about
The endless wallowing in self-pity
Vomited out in pixelations onto
A non-existent page to mingle with
Self-admiration and masticated
Sentiment filled with floral clichés
Plagiarised from festering pools of
Mediocrity reflecting the image
A fellow white- feathered narcissus?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem