141.365 - the miracle

it’s in the silences of conversation
you can think
figure out who you’re talking to
who’s listening
what they’re hearing
what if anything it means
this talk
so much of what we say
is junk
so much of what we hear
is junk
but we need it
we need the junk that links us
like blind men on a cliff
like swimmers scared of drowning
only now and then
someone says something
and your head turns inside out
a thought
an honest-to-god thought
and one you never had before
do you blurt it out
for your fellow swimmers to laugh at
still waiting for a lifeboat
but swimming in case no one comes
or do you whisper it into your hands
so you can hold it
until you find your way into your cave
so you can let it out
into your mouth
say it aloud
revel in it
wonder who to tell
who might appreciate it
might even, god help us all
have another
to stack on it