tympani orchestra

Is plastic more permeable than glass
I see its strength stretched taught
Allowing me to see through but not fully enter
I push and it gives without shattering
 
Our worlds
Are more like glass
If we push too hard
They will shatter
We do not have the luxury
Of plasticity
We cannot poke and pry
Pushing ourselves
Into each other's lives
Without creating an opening
Thereby destroying the offspring
To our minds hereafter
 
I welcome you into my world
As you do me
But we can evoke only echoes of communication
The timpani of an ear drum
 
Our worlds are of glass
And so, we must reach out by listening to the taps
 
We have built our own Morse code
Where you type upon the keys
I can see and speak through your eyes
As you do me

5/7/2014