But Wait

At this time

your silence

is inconvenient,

filling the air,

all disorder like.

Unusual for us,

this sort of game,

without restorative affect,

its cheerless demeanor.

Occasionally capricious,

our learned ways –

queued with a thousand

different perspectives.

But wait… 

The moment
insists on clarity – 

a plausible starting point
where, at the heart
of its centre,

words can interlock
without ever having to

physically touch –

necessary, their language.