For Poets, for Lovers Amanda Wilding
Your lexicon leaves my tongue numb, Phonemes tangled, confused, infectious: My taste buds are swollen with your Sounds. Undigestible. Gastro- Linguistics. Turn the lights out. I need some darkness to drink, I need some silence to swallow.
Your lexicon leaves my tongue numb,
Phonemes tangled, confused, infectious:
My taste buds are swollen with your
Sounds. Undigestible. Gastro-
Linguistics. Turn the lights out.
I need some darkness to drink,