I don't go to church
- I read Jack Kerouac.
I don't have any good news to give you
- don't ask.
I'm not in high spirits, I'm not depressed
- I'm beat.
I read that book too,
-I'm the hipster
I wish to appear tragic
-I'm not
I took a shower yesterday
I took a shower the day before
I'm grateful for two consecutive showers
I'm clean as a nun, you don't see me complaining
I may be here tomorrow
- I may not
it's not wanderlust, I have a short attention span
I don't write
- I scribble my sublime
I'm often as horrified by what I write as you are
-This is who I am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think this is a wonderful expression of identity. I think most of us search for our identity. The process of searching is a very essential part of its development The more values we embrace the more easy it becomes to like ourselves.