every, day,
i chew and mull my tongue,
whenever i should be caught
thinking, i eat my tongue
so that i might not
be turned
into a Prometheus
or that Michael Faraday
of bringing back
electricity from Olympus:
electricity and insomnia...
you can find me these days,
chewing my tongue,
chewing it numb, chewing it
to laugh at others,
making a directing pointer,
a stick instead, more compass
arrow instructing you to be on your way -
than tongue in cheek, or a method to speak.