the escape route
is the poem
and since then there
were so many
escape routes and hence
how could i be trapped?
the poem makes me live
and alive
the poem makes my day
and all those years
and so there were so many
poems then
even without sense
even without flesh
it was the resuscitating
hush
the enigmatic suspense
the stupor of silence
the pause and the cause
so here is another poem
for you
shy away
death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
supportive lines- the poem makes me live and alive the poem makes my day and all those years nice