It's been a nice fall
rapid, and enthralling
been a fun game
but one I'm sick of playing
the race was cool too
but I'm feeling like the one chasing
I'm all out of breath - I'm tired
just need to take a breather
from you
So you can keep on running
I'll watch here, from the sidelines
as the distance stretches out between us
maybe, if our connection is that of elastic
it'll send you flying back
to me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice play with materials through poetry attune to their metaphorical poetic resonance