i might speak a "native" tongue...
but i'm reduced to
being a mere tourist
back "home":
   of a home, no home...
via the props and gains
and no gains...
and sparrow hearts of youth...
i... foundation:
scythe plough sly,
stealth, slow,
            narrowing pupils:
how did they manage
to breed lizards with
             furry ***** of cute
and cuddle in the Egyptian
bonsai variety...
bulldozer:
  i have a problem...
seems...
inhumane to keep
a bird in a cage,
or a woman in a man's
heart,
or his ******* envy,
or...
best kept in a pocket
for a Mammon's
    chips of betting:
fate against fate...
scared about a concept
of nemesis...
- like any
garden variety
gnome:
i borrow my lines
via the mime
of extras in shadow
limbo...
   androgynous:
in vox only...
the eucharist of the ******...
sorry...
i'm the second jew,
the second borrow,
       i am...
a yoga squat will
give me enough impetus
to get off this scab of land
as a Jude reunited
with Jesus...
  as Jacob the brother
of Esau, the brother of Israel...
i, dodo project...
      whiskey more,
whiskey some!
rock the boat
and call:
for every tooth an anchor,
for the tongue the whole
crew,
  and for the shadow:
a shallow basin's
worth of a skimming
pebble's tip-toe
poke-poke
               of a frenzy...
hell...
            this land this "somebody",
this "anybody"
this "body",
this: certain grave...
  the noose the tickling
leash and the ******
of a grey-day-to-day...
and of course:
پاشا‎,
                    PASHA...
the "snort" of a pig's worth
of gob...
my mother came back
from the "homeland"
and she brought back
the litany and the epitaph...
and i said to her:
remember when
your father (my grandfather)
used to say the word
leßer in ****** schlang?
i've just learned...
   reader... plainly...
and how many loan-words
does the ****** speak?
best hide in the Babylon
of tongues that's
the modern tongue
               of                 Ęglish...

hic est mea lingua:
     mea lingua mea culpa...
    et non vestra culpa...
                   sed vestra oculi...
               videre...

          dixit Karon
  
           (this is my tongue:
my tongue my fault...
and not your fault...
but your eyes...
                    see...

                         said Charon).