I open up my body,
whole and spit-shined eager
and inside there is only a mouth.
The mouth says
You are not an easy person to love.
Curious, I reach into this mouth
and pull out the tongue.
I make the tongue say it again, and again.
You are not an easy person…
You are not an easy person to…
And it’s so silly looking.
This little flip-flopping thing
in the palm of my hand.”
– Clementine von Radics, “A Bad Weekend in Three Parts,” published in Drunk in a Midnight Choir
Notes: Poem Source: Boston Poetry Slam. Photography: Feelslike
Live & Learn 
listen to your heart, not your inner tongue.
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Yes, all that chattering is painful.
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haha that’s quite a visual! ❤
Diana xo
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🙂
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If you are not easy…try to change that… if that is also not easy…well others are too busy..they will walk away..then it will not be so easy to stay alone…all day
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I had to noodle this for a while…yes.
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🙂
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Sounds like a bad dream?
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Ha!
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The crap we tell ourselves.
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That is Truth.
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The visual of my tongue wiggling in my hand just cracks me up!
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To tame the tongue is to harness the mind and wrap it in love. You again bring great thought stimulation David.
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Smiling. Thanks Bill.
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