I used to wonder why my words
would not come out right
and when I talked
other people could not get
the words to hold onto their ears
but I wrote - ah, there’s the rub!
The words could find the readers
and minds opened to vision and
their lips gave me kindness
and I knew these were
the same words! That same idea
but the words were not heard, only seen.
I think I’ve finally figured it out
the crook of my tooth
my half twist smile
my reluctance to let my
mouth be seen the same way I
let my thoughts
my short tongue spills words
behind my lips where they
pile up and juxtapose with
my teeth and the result
is a bad shape
with good intention.
[11/16/00]
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