</No resting place.
Experimental form.
I ring my bell.
So you can tell.
I am a leper easily
As I am bound to do by law.
Although I can wander freely.
I am not welcome any more
You want me gone
So I move on.
There is no resting place for me
nor do I think there’ll ever be.
Until I die
Eventually.
Saturday,29 October 2011
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem