when you talk, you
hook little clusters of words
to my collar and call it the most
beautiful crochet.
communication, my dear
it doesn’t mean:
biting my tongue
until little drops of truth
drip from my lip and
onto my sweater.
(exposed to the world
- so unfashionably)
Feb 6, 2011
Feb 6, 2011 at 7:13 PM UTC
when you talk, you
hook little clusters of words
to my collar and call it the most
beautiful crochet.
communication, my dear
it doesn’t mean:
biting my tongue
until little drops of truth
drip from my lip and
onto my sweater.
(exposed to the world
- so unfashionably)