The inertia of feeling
weighs on me so.
It sends my head reeling
and my heart a sudden blow.
But the inertia is unreal -
it just has to be.
With all the pieces that I feel
tears and breaks are what I see.
I'm so worn out
and the inertia kicks in.
But there's really no doubt
about who's going to win.
(Itajaí,12 May,2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem