slept again
most of today
time awake
kind of surreal
fatigue slow
frustratingly
dreaming
several
long poems
I have all
the lines
right in
my mind
believe
I have
them
written
down
then wake
and they
are gone
I really
do not
think
I had
a chance
to write
these
lines
in flu
flu lines
fevered
flew mind
what
is three
years
compared
to decades
no writing
decades
void
destitute
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem