Speaking can feel like your swallowing
So, you may as well swallow instead
Or it’s giving,
Giving and giving
Fingers down your throat,
Will I be stronger tomorrow?
Or just hollow tomorrow?
So, you end up filling up on someone else’s dictionary
I am disarmed without my language
But my language is disarming
Words do break your bones
Vocabulary can be a savoury snack
But it can also be inedible
Like chewing gum lodged down your throat
Clogged and locked
One word churns in your stomach
- Indigestible -
It opens its’ wings
But butterflies cannot fly out of one’s mouth
So, they live in your belly
‘Knowledge is power’,
We all know that
With poetry, I give you the power to end me
Make sense of that!