Sunday, November 11, 2012

day 56

Everyone speaks in native tongue

I find myself lost in translation
and lost spinning head first with a tongue
half way out of my mouth
in no certain direction

It's tough feeling beautiful
while watching others communicate
in almost secrecy
just similar patterns of flapping tongues
like wings in a family of caged birds

they all know who will listen
I just want to understand myself

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