Diner lunch and high cushions
Her legs long reaching the floor
Mine bouncing with junkie shakes
caffeine excitement
caffeine statement
Her face a puzzle
I can't quite place
Something isn't clicking
Finding something is missing
the conversation lacking a piece
we both know should be there
Diner's lunch between educations
blood and abuse
our ears abused
by social condolences of epic proportions
My tongue clumsy
her eyes wide
We shake knowing there is something
beyond the language that we speak
An understanding
of bodies too late now uncaring
We missed the train, so to speak.