don't be fooled by the grey beard,
I'm the science fiction you speak of,
the little wizard bloke in the picture
whose antics between gravestones
and christening robes jerk like those
flicker book pages we made as kids,
and now, old again, today is payback
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem should also be my biography. Really pleased with how it came out.