We locked ourselves in this exchange
Our awkward conversation seemed endless.

We listened to the torrent of surface sounds
Only hearing the single notes – never the tune.

We simultaneously missed each other’s point.
Talking along our own parallel lines.
Focused on those bars of linear assumptions.
Our feet steady and arms outstretched,
Balanced and yet so unbalanced.

Caught – not knowing quite what to do next
We stood fixed in our differences.
Solidly invisible to each other.

Neither of us could find anything to say.
Nothing came – not a single sound.
There were no words available to us.
So, abruptly the conversation ended.

The silence gave no voice to
That loneliness and deeper sadness
That trapped in mutual misunderstanding
Always leaves behind.