Have we become separates.
Divided while yet together.
Distant and impersonal.
Is there no time?
Is there no interest?
An existence without substance.
Veiled in shadows of relationship. No connections of value.
No connections of love.
Who are we?
What are we?
Electronic messages without faces.
A host of
people but not one true bond.Intimacy without being intimate.
Loveless and sterile.
Do we know anything about each other?
Do we know nothing about each other?
Relationships so Shallow, hollow, and empty
No real feelings, just words on a screen
Poem written by Mark R. Day 1/19/2014
