Know You

He used words like blameworthy, obligation, and ipso facto It was nice meeting kin, at once distant and adjoined at the hip, though I wonder if his blood runs cold or hot Do you like what you are? Or lament what you're not? So seldom I see Another And wonder if they are like me And are bothered And then intrigued By the language of our thoughts The way they twist around in knots In senseless mess to those around Who blink and smile without a sound Of indication that they even understand The tricks in all the cards laid in our hand I take another sip And click To find out more, what are you? Do I know you? Looks as if you are content to be That thing I know I am, yet question daily How do you do it? Or maybe Maybe there's not more to it Maybe after talks of actions and causation After hark'ning back to Grecian rumination Your heart begins to flutter Red cheeks Laughs And then a stutter Yes you wonder what I wonder Maybe? Do you peek from under Eyes that dry, or well, in shame At the ever-looming pain That something SOMETHING does not fit Of songs and cars and clothes and jewels We simply can't keep up As we slowly raise our voice to ask why down is down and up is up Or wondering if there's someone else who thinks this same way too Who hears my words and asks if I am someone just like you.