as i see it
from page to page
it seems
that he does not like you
to write anything at all
be it prose
or poetry
minute by minute
every second
he puts the words
and on every line
there is no vacant
space for you
where do you insert
your thought? there is one space
for you
and it is outside his
big circle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem