Communication Block

I’m not always a great communicator

Words don’t always come out right

Thoughts get too jumbled up to make sense

But with you it’s different

I say lots of words

You don’t hear a single one

Not because you don’t want to

But because you can’t

Never have been able to

And suddenly the ability to hear

That really loud clock ticking

The sound of cars passing on the street outside

The mumblings of your roommate

The buzz of my computer

Is a blessing I never counted before

So I resort to a very basic sense of communication

A lot of nodding and shaking and pointing and

The very little sign language I’ve picked up

All our conversations boil down to

 

 

And a whole bunch of signs you do

That I have no idea what they mean

But even more than words and signs

I am grateful for physical contact

Because you like to hold hands

And sit close to me on the couch

Explore my hands for something I don’t see

Compare your small feet to my larger ones

Loop your arm through mine

Words are not required to communicate

But that doesn’t stop me from talking to you

Even when I know you can’t hear me

Because old habits die hard

And you are a very new friend

One where you will have to

For me to break down the

Communication block