Lost Dialogue (Davina)

Soil: Where have you been?
Fingers: Have we been here before?
Soil: What do you say?
Fingers: No.
Feet: But we have.
Soil: And where have you been?
Feet: Cracking on concrete, thinking of you.
         Shrouded in shoes, thinking of you.
Rocks: And us?
Seedlings: And us?
Fingers: Somehow—
Soil: Say what you mean.
Fingers: Somehow, although we don’t remember—
Soil: Yes, I think you understand.
Fingers: —we know you.
Rocks: Then turn us.
Seedlings: Then settle us.
Fingers: No, not yet!
Soil: Where have you been?
Feet: Dancing in driveways, thinking of you.
         Bundled in blankets, thinking of you.
Soil: Where have you gone?
Fingers: We were afraid. We hid.
Soil: Then come back again.
Fingers: We will.
Soil: You will.