trying to convey

trying to convey
The very foundation of interhuman discourse is misunderstanding. —Jacques Lacan

walking through chill
first light and my own
breath-clouds,
sniffing dog by my side
I wander 
the minefield mind
searching for connection 
response     honing 
my understanding
of the other— 
tricky business

even knowing we’re 
made of the same 
(though uniquely clothed)
doesn’t always help
I stay alert for a flash
that might reveal what
she’s bothered about

I stare 
the waning gibbous
hanging in dawn sky
what holds it there?
mysteries, everywhere
and my dog, still 
scenting the ground