No One Knows The Way To See Each Other

A digital devil is among us,

Inserted himself into the gaps between our looks,

It creates a bulb of silence and a severe distance.

 

We do not see people

Picking flowers in the evening or

seeing sleeping sons in the other room.

 

You do not know what I’m thinking, son,

as I watch you sleep.

 

It seems that this story is real.

 

If we do not talk, we cannot know

the iron in the blood that keeps us alive.

 

I tried to speak this afternoon

but the voice went so fast

as my fingers in the cellular.

 

Strange, what a face can do to a face,

if not, we do not know what remains.