Untitled Sonnet

After, you are done with all the talking.
After, I am done with all the listening.
maybe, you can do all the listening
and I can do all the talking
or what ever is left of it,
was not spoken or
listened to
little
and big
words, fragile and
inconsequential.Squealing
our guts out, in harmony we lay
in silence. And nothing is spoken or
listened to: now merely a gesture will do.