A Bench

We speak face to face
and still don’t listen
hearing instead
preconceptions
and jaundiced opinions

The fault is ours together
the inability to listen while we talk
the step over the precipice
hand in hand

I would never harm you on purpose
yet off purpose
I press your confidence
into a knot of uncertainty
when only eyes can communicate

We’re victims of confusion
running the same race
with no idea of what it means to win
let's find a bench and rest those reasons
that we use for being on the run