How to cross that divide, that gulf between me ... and you? Through words perhaps? Or maybe via mischievous grins. Is it understanding that I seek? A chance to be heard? Or is conversation just a way for me and you to burn off some steam, to wind down? Sure, this can be a great way for us to get to know each other better, yet is it simply our common tastes and similar diction that’s helping pass the time so enjoyably? Or is it my manner of speaking, and your manner of listening, that draws us closer? We’re getting closer, right? Is that the point? Is this another one of your performances, you ask? Well, now it is, but just then it wasn’t - or was it? Well I don’t think I was, but I’m not sure about you anymore. Are you thinking what I’m thinking? Can you ever? Is that what I even want? ‘Tis poetry that unfurls between me and you, two personal poetries that only moments (or years?) ago were being mangled into a mess of words and gestures dripping from our minds down to our tongues and limbs... Know what I’m saying? I’m here ... you’re here. Let’s make the most of this: Let’s dance, improvise and entertain. How else, how else? Is there anything we’ve missed, or anything you’re not telling me? Have I said too much? Your turn...