Sunday, 23 November 2014

"again"


every poem i ever wrote
started with the letter a
you must be mistaken
i never spoke english
it was just a clever translation
at best

can you bare a witness?
would you like to share
my thisness?

learn the language of the mad
beneath my skin it's written
if you really want to see it
then i bet i can make you believe
victory, that's what they called me

in another tongue
in another land
i will be like this

again, again, again
the letters will happen again
and i will forget again
and you'll laugh to think
that i don't understand
and i swear

i'll never speak your english
i've never spoken your english
i'll never speak your english
i've never known your language
never again

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