This Is Us

Only you and I overcoming odds...

We ride together
You and I,
Some times in silence
Most times talkative
At times squabbling.

This is us
With family and friends,
Long lost to bad choices and death
Economic crisis and self destruction
Drugs and alcohol,
Separating them from our lives.

We still travel
You and I who survive,
Overcoming all odds in a society
That bet against us,
Yet look what happened...

The very things social order intended
To use for our annihilation,
We turned to our advantage.
Used the scourge to strengthen our will,
Overcoming adversity to rise above it all.

Alone Together

Thought particles lay between the lines...

We journey together in connected silence
unbroken negotiating commonplace details,
since consultation is unnecessary surplus exchange.
Minds keeping time in the same spherical clock.

Little needs to be spoken when existent knowledge
understands each other's cognitive processes,
surrounded in suspended spatial wordless awareness.
Intuitively aware of where we are introspectively.

We say so little that when we do thought particles
lay between the lines with quiet acknowledgment of meaning,
minimalist speech with clarity requiring no question.
Intention of direction in synchronicity where we are headed.