talking to strangers ...

is a favourite pleasure of mine.
in fact, i would even consider it
a pastime, which when indulged
allows both to discuss what we must,
learning worlds from one another
with the camaraderie of long lost brothers
(and sisters ... why do they always put it such
anyway?) and so be it if sometimes,
my innocent, friendly overtures
are met with disdain.
i try not to let this cause me undue pain,
for more often than not
a smile, a few words,
an interesting exchange
takes place,
and on some level,
we're all one and the same.

and what is life without this?
the interconnection between
two directionless souls,
the fleeting moment of alliance,
a wholly human defiance
against the solitary nature of things.
i often think, if only we could sing this song
together more often,
suspicions would soften.