In the Center of Everything

Try as I might

I cannot seem to get through to you.

It is as though there is some universal static

in the air ways.

All my dialing comes to nothing

and I am whirled away into chaos.

Galaxies do better;

Dorothy in her cyclone eventually landed;

Job came finally to terms with the whirlwind.

There should surely be some meaningful

meeting of minds we could come to,

But now that I see you there

in the center of everything

I realize that there is no place for 2 in that position.