Good Time To Start Poem by Eric Cockrell

real conversation...
words that mean something...
honest, intelligent breathing.

we've forgotten how to talk.
we dont even know ourselves,
much less each other...

so caught up in the mad race,
computer age shots of insulin....
when's the last time you said anything

that lingered after you walked away?
when's the last time you heard anything
that stopped you, made you think?

when's the last time you took the time
to feel, to care, to risk, to bare?
dont you think now's a good time
to start?