Undefined

When looks are undefined, there is no thought for now.
Trading glances can be fun. We talk about communication.

--I listen to the room and I wonder what I hear,
studying the motion of your eyes.
All our conversations slowly disappear,
and our affirmations turn to sighs.--

Waiting to remember what is longing to be known,
faces pulled from side to side, following our thoughts across the room.

When looks define confusion, we converse in broken thought,
throwing eyes from face to face, pushing away from our union.