I thought that we would talk
Like we always do.
Inconsequential chatter,
High-sounding dead-end phrases.
Instead I find myself,
Confronted with an alien language.
The mind assaulted
By a barrage of undecipherable ciphers.
You seem to spin around yourself
A web of ideas like a defensive spider.
And I am scared to come in.
Frightened because I do not comprehend
Your words, your thoughts, your signs.
It breaks my easy complacency;
Shatters the illusion of harmony;
Face to face with a stranger
Who I thought was a friend.
