Poem - Floating deaf

We touch our eyes, to live what’s unreal.

Hi,

this poem stretches the meaning of the words I’ve used. Even tho English is not my first language, is the language I think with and I enjoy trusting whatever word is coming out as I write poetry, without worrying too much about making sense all the time.

In this poem, I’m talking about experiencing what is unreal.

What’s something unreal to you?

I hope …