Sunday, June 1, 2014

General Help Wanted

I am a barely contained scribble
That I could draw when I was 3
Deemed a masterpiece
Before I knew the word
And have since been weaned
To see lines
like Escher staircases
chronic aspirations
to compare dreams

And the colour
was discarded
And the meaning
And the masterpiece
A scribble
By a 3 year old
Who didn't know any better

I am seeking a translator
A teacher
of my other tongue
Before my mother
Before the words usurped--
Ordained the shape
the texture,
the outline
Of this world
That is not mine

When a scribble was more honest
When the truth was heard in hums
When thoughts were in a language
I've forgotten

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