Two friends

We are two friends

of convenience

who meet for coffee

and talk about all

that we have to talk

about in the language

of our profession.


But under the shield

of all that we say

there seems to be more

than just the purposes

that are overtly on display.


There are shifts and turns

and glances and sometimes

the appearance of deep

inner needs that surface

at surprising moments

of awkward clarity.


We are two friends for sure

who meet in public spaces

and talk about ideas and dreams

among the proper things

that should be part of our discourse.


And we will never meet

eye to eye, soul to soul,

for in that connected look,

too long held to be withdrawn,

the truth of what we are

and what we might be

would frighten us both away.