^~^

Conversations about petty specifics
And reflections on culture
Over cups of coffee.
Is this what we are to each other?
Synching up for a moment,
Then off again?
Was there a time when two people
Could sit under a tree,
And enjoy the breeze?
And the people I know are
A means to an end,
But nothing intrinsic.
And I am just a tool in your pocket:
May require assembly,
Use with care.
It takes a rare person to carry on a conversation.
And a rarer person to do so,
Without words.