THIS IS A COLLECTION OF SHORT POEMS UNDER A SINGLE TITLE
LXI. you ask what i am,
you say 'wanderer' is not enough,
and 'nomad' is a delusion of what i wish to be.
i call you a bitter fool.
but still, i humor you;
i know where the stars have been,
and i know where next they will go.
that is all that i am.
What did you think when you read that? What did you feel? Even if it was the most unintelligible scene or incomprehensible nonsense, tell me, please. I'd like to know.
I find this one...interesting. I'd really love to read imagery on this.