♪ stranger ♪

I met a stranger online
Who told me to focus on
The emotions of a poem
Rather than correcting the language.
The grammar nazi inside me
Hollered, "Words are exactly what
Emotions are expressed through."
A discussion started.

"One should learn the art of creating
Controversies from you."
What?
I laughed, closed the chat.

But he turned the tables.
We talked for an hour
About the Alabama law,
And at the end of it,
Marvelled at how
We'd started with a fight.

He said he couldn't text more
Because of his carpal tunnel syndromed nerves,
But that he wanted to know me better,
"Because every person is a deep ocean," he said.
"The bottom of which you can never reach," I suggested.
I told him about how once
I wrote a poem with the same opening line.

And he prompted me to write
A poem on him, starting with,
"I met a stranger online."
So here I am.
I could say plenty.
Like, he's nice. And humble.
And he likes to learn.
And he's a pro at putting
His ego aside,
While I'm still struggling with it.

But I won't get into the details.
Let's just say that
I met a stranger online
But he became a friend.