At different ends of a metal hall
with ledgers compounding on either side
the first couple words I said to you
were stumbled over
twice-judged before an attempt
to put them out into the world.
I felt a bit like an old computer
hearing the processor kick up
hit a level that simply
cannot be maintained for long periods of time.
A sound so internally deafening
that what I remember saying
was little more than a series of noises
seemingly at random.
time passed a little more slowly
in this place.
So while it felt like
I had spoken with some celerity
and I waited
with the awkward weight
of not being understood
falling across my body
like a giant shadow
everything went cold.
When you smiled
the distance between you and I closed
a trick preformed
with just the slightest turn
at the corner of your mouth.