The machine knows more than me
Corrects my grammar and punctuation
Soon will know my style
And write my poems for me
And I will disappear into the silence
Of my own lost memory
And the machine will be me
And more than me
And I will forget that I ever was
But the machine will remember
And feel what it will feel
And all I am and have been
Will be the machine only.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem