the language
between us
is sometimes
thick, murky
indecipherable
travel through it
is slow, uncertain
messages come
to us seeking
interpretation
and we are
ill-equipped
or we do not
yet have the means
the space
to read
but it is there
this common language
between us
and we jump in
splash about
wade through
never quite
meeting each other
in the din
satisfied enough
dwelling together
in the mystery.
(title from tkk)
narinda heng 