at most
i was touched with your
parting words,
that you knew that
at first
there was this superficiality
to keep us
conversing and moving on
to keep time
alive
then we parted
and chat on facebook talking
about this and that
not consistent though
you think i am serious and
deep but i am not
really
i float. i am not grounded
to you or someone else
to everybody
i fear authenticity.
i has killed so many.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem