旧題（わたしは　　わたしのなかに　　わたしでない人を感じる）

the newest format called "you"

" initialize "

This is the newest format called "you" that you want.

This is the newest format called "your personality" that you personify.

This is the newest format called "your experience" that you pretend to have experienced.

This is the newest format called "your time" that you act different man.

This is the newest format called "your face" blurs your purpose.

This is the newest format called "your favorite" that you cling as paranoia.

This is the newest format called "your pet aversion" that you're blotted out of conscious existence.

This is the newest format called "your lover" that you deceive at first.

This is the newest format called "your friends" who dislike you.

This is the newest format called "your isolation" conceals your guilt.

This is the newest format called "your story" that you depend temporary.

This is the newest format called "your past" that you've just formatｔed.

This is the newest format called "your remembrance" that you might have forgotten fortunately.

This is the newest format called "your recollection" that you may recall conveniently.

This is the newest format called "your future" that you will make up from now on.

This is the newest format called "your body" that you replace "you".

This is the newest format called "your life" never deny your facts.

This is the newest format called "your truth" that you can't face up your reality.

This is the latest format called "you" that you've already thrown just now.

I am a newest format called "your stuff" that I will begin to hate some day.

"What am I?"

"I am you."

日本語に訳すつもりで英語で書き始めた詩であるが、書き上げた直後に、
「英語のままの方が日本人としては面白い」と思って、このままにした。

こんなスパムメールが送られてきたら、と思って眺めていただきたい。
グーグル翻訳とかで訳出させても面白いと思う。

この詩の日本語訳は一応作ったのだが、別作品としていずれ投稿すると思う。