May 26, 2015 by babylondogs
Unlock the tongue, loosen the mental jaw,
let thoughts and their shadows
complicate the clear field of your soul.
What can be made of the crumbling edifice?
The cracks swell until they upheave
and the whole structure falls upon its waste.
But is this truly the tongue unlocked?
Is anyone really having a conversation?
The crumbling edifice means what exactly?
The buildings belong to someone else’s world.
They have no use for loosened mental jaws.
Turn away. Cover your ears. Don’t be a witness.
– Copyright William Banks, 2015. All rights reserved.