Abyss

Translation of a poem that I wrote about the abyss (where the constant fear of failure damages the mind) to the calligraphic language

El abismo burbujea
dentro de la colmena
quitándome el acceso
a cualquier sol
& encerándome.
Quizás hoy duerma.

The abyss bubbles
inside the hive,
removing access
to any sun
& waxing me.
Perhaps today sleep.