Reconnecting
Spoken words are as cryptic
as Chinese restaurant menus.
Combo fifteen please
hold the rice and cashews.
Music is music, so I thought
belting those hymns with enormous
volume, lest God be disappointed
and walk out on the performance.
Silence, a useless treasure
when trying to reconnect.
with friends, it’s always easy
as nothing, is written in cement.
Copyright © John Hanson | Year Posted 2017
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