You?

do I know you?

I mean, do I really know you,

we used to speak often

a least once a week

sometimes more,

but the telephone has gone quiet

our conversations are now

few and far between

however, I feel I know you well,

I read about you every day

what you’ve done, eaten, watched

on TV, I even know

what your other friends think

about a wide variety of stuff,

but I don’t know you anymore,

the real you,

are we are drifting apart

in the flesh, so to speak?

even though we’re only a nanosecond away

a message, a ping, an alert,

telling me you’ve got something to say

but not just for me

you want to tell the whole world

now you’re everybody’s friend

and not just mine,

so, do I really know you?

the real you

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© Graham Sherwood 03/2021