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Tongue
Words trembling
At the sticky tilt
Wanting to leap off.
Will you
Help me
Tease
It out
To roll the R's -- To swirl the tongue
To purse the lips -- To spill the beans
No truth potion, no torture
Could make me confess
The sound of night's indigo voice
And what it whispered.
In your soul mirror
I saw
All that you possessed--
The songs of a thousand kingfishers
Shimmering intangible colours
And my lute that you took away
Pledging infinity in return.
I see its point
When it holds back
Pink eyeless screaming worm
Blindly trashing
Rolling back
Imprisoning itself
A muggy cave of beginnings. Here, I
Stick out my neck, unstick those words.
Put your tongue
Where it belongs
You know where--
Deeper.
Probe for me
Among the distilled
molecules of my
Fragmented self.
Stifle my cries
O prying mouth. Seek
The lyrical secret.
Crush my words
Winged monsters
I want to speak
With my wounds.
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