It's almost like

You can't hear me

Like somewhere between

My lips

And

Your ears

There's a wall

Distorting my words

Twisting them

Into foreign objects

That neither of us

Understand

What happened?

It used to be

So

Easy

[like breathing]

And now

We cut each other

With the sharpened words

Of two people

Who know one another

All too well

And

[the funny thing is]

We do it

In the gentle cadence

Of friendly conversation

Almost unknowingly

Ripping each other apart

When will this end?