conversation addict

have you met her/him?  seen

her/him there, twitching in the corner,

because there is nothing to relate to

or no one to chat with?  have you seen

the dependence (seen the words drip

from the lips right out into the air?

seen the itching of the skin to the

rhythm of a song that no one is

singing?)?  have you fed the

addiction all yourself, only to walk

away in an instance, leaving him/her

fiending all day & night?

 

got to wean him/her off, ya know. 

got to know that silence among us

isn’t half bad,

because it all stops the stirring for a

moment &

when the mind stops stirring,

real focus develops

&

from then on, conversation itself

can be so much more rewarding

(because one knows they don’t

need it to survive).