what do you do with this?
you come to a poem
and this poem is not about love
about sweet things
and comfy nights
and this is not about cliches
and our religion
this is not an opportunity to preach
and to speak about how great one's own culture is
this is not about any ready-made ideas
and yummy stuff or funny
you can't laugh, you can't cry
or shout in jubilation or indignation
what do you do with this?
this is not about
a sweet moment
a nice description of nature in its glory
oh, what do you do with this?
this doesn't feed your pet notions
you come to this poem
and it's been about nothing
you can cling on to:
what do you do with this?