somewhere in your labyrinth I lost my way
I do not care. But wonder why
I cannot let you know
I know why you built the labyrinth
it was not for me but I wandered in
[some people lose their hearing
many lose their sight
some lose their sense of smell
or taste their food less and less]
I am not Minotaur; wish I was
instead of a fly caught in a web
long out of use
July 23,2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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