I am not so good at conversation
Thousands of hours, alone in my car
Have taught me only to listen
No clues about how to respond
You said my responses ended conversations
That though is a different skill
Learnt through business negotiations
Thousands of put downs; ideas crushed
Before they had a life to fly
With such darkness
Inherent in my veins
I have to relearn conversation
Become closer to being human
Would that you be would be there
Hitch me up when the rolling stops
Nudge me when the jukebox sticks
Persuade me with a smile and a hug
I will leave the car at home
Put on my walking shoes
& listen to you, while we’re strolling