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...