Real Communication

In my life I have a need for "real communication" but have often found it to be in short supply. I suspect others have
experienced this too. It, often, probably has to do with the world being full of people who want to talk, but not many who
want to listen. In future postings, I'll return to this subject, but, for now, I'd like to offer, a short poem I wrote years ago,
about "communication difficulties" in relationships. I call it my "martial bliss" poem. Peace. Quester.
POEM
I've got nothing to say...he said...
with everything caught in his throat...
If you've got nothing to say...say it...she said
On second thought...don't bother...
YOU TALK TOO MUCH!!!