Are we speaking the same language?
Or are our ears
taking in words
that were never meant
to be spoken?
Can you hear me?
Or better
Are you listening?
When I try to
clarify
I'm stopped cold
because what I am saying
doesn't agree with
what you heard.
It hurts
that wall you've
constructed
which only allows
small ideas
to enter
a tiny window.
I try to speak
to help you
understand
only to be
dismissed.
It is clear
there are two
interpretations
to this story.
What is yours?
I want to know.
Tell me.
So we can find out why
our stories disagree.
So we can find that loving
place.
cDeby White Jizi 2013

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