Plain Speak

and sometimes,

when I'm in company 

of those who do not understand me

i lose vocabulary 

indeed so, 

i go foe, lo ! 

one by one words begin their march

from out my mouth

dum, dum, dum

dum, dum, dum

yet they carry this out in secret, 

pack their sacks in solemn silence,

and take the escalator down into my stomach before i can see

time comes to speak

i open my mouth, and gape

in their place, new inventory

plain speak, becomes unknown territory

upset i kneel my head forward and arch through gritted teeth

into my mouth,

investigating for a single word

fluh, they're all gone

with each passing accumulation of that one restaurant that's new

or what you plan to eat for dinner

ignoring the elephant in the room

your eyes,

their bags,

the means,

to the ends,

all that's left's a smile on my part,

and the rest do the talking

while my eyes end up rolling onto the floor

you step onto the balls without knowing

blood on the tiles, 

yours or mine, i am unsure

for when i look back up at your face i see only 

sockets yet i have no

i's so how can i see that you too have 

none?

now you know how it goes,

you know how it goes