I listen to your voice,
But cannot hear a word.
It's just a senseless noise
Or whisper of a sort.
You show me the sign,
But gestures are fatigue.
Alone they or combined
Each one is so unique.
A glance at your demands
Gives futuristic sight:
Your own private lands -
The world you build inside.
It's like a fake cartoons:
So vivid, so unreal.
You blow up balloons
Inflated in such zeal.
Absurdities I find...
But startling thought just came:
What if in your strange mind
You see me... just the same?..