Every picture I've seen of you,
Looks nothing like you at all.
'Who said anything,
About my desires to be photogenic? '
No one.
But who selected those pictures?
'Have you read my writings? '
Yes,
I have.
Why?
How is that connected to anything?
'Would you want to be recognized? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem