Maybe you’ll come across this someday A blur of futile conversation that made no sense at the time but happened nonetheless neither one of our sparrow mouths being able to express the why or wherewithal that made us say or do what we did at the time with convincing clarity just two people hammering with crooked communication tools cranking on each other’s Jack in the Box wire coils with insufficient answers until some unsurprising result concluded us Maybe you’ll come across this someday when you have children of your own and are writing poems about all the things you wished you’d thought of to say but couldn’t because they won’t want to hear them