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Recorded Reading (3:32): https://www.dropbox.com/s/7mzwl4vmg8d9bw5/An%20Ungoverned%20Tongue.mp3?dl=0

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An “Ungoverned” Tongue

In this day in which we try
The truth so often to deny
We, six times each ten minutes, lie

Considering advantage in
Every virtue, every sin,
Carefully ere it begin

Never to be any bolder
Than looking over the shoulder
Careful anything we’ve told her

Not perchance be heard by him
Contrary to his own whim
(He might tear us limb from limb!) ~

I speak without overmuch thought
About what by it may be bought
Or avoided ~ what I “ought”

Or “ought not” to verbalize
If I were “mature” and “wise”
To where petty int’rest lies!

For I consider int’rest less
Than spontaneity which bless
Those who can themselves confess

Free of petty clinging shreds
And manipulative threads
Yanking on each others’ heads

All of which they must keep track,
That strength avoid, pounce on this lack
Watch your head and watch my back

You can really have all that
Wond’ring if you’re ‘where it’s at’
If you decide to wear this hat

Never don that lovely gown
Favorite thing that you own
Because someone might put you down

We take a peek
Before we speak
A single squeak!

Everyone’s so full of blame,
Of Thrones all of their lives a Game,
There’s not a moment they can name

When they sweet unguarded went
From “coolness’” tyranny unbent
To discover what is meant

True deep relaxation by
Lie on the grass and watch the sky
Soft as any cloud goes by

Unimpeded inner love
Rises, a reflection of
The lightness drifting by above

Tis inspiration’s true release
Creativity’s increase ~
The flowers of our inner peace

These minds we’re given, we agree
To use but calculatingly
When we might see eternity…

So kindly find it small frustration
If I make no calculation
Before indulging in oration

I am relatively sure
You’ll find my motivations (pure)
Unconsidered, immature

Also classless ~ what is more
How can I be keeping score
If I don’t take pause therefore

Painstakingly memorizing
Every ugly little thing
Which might advantage to me bring

~ Because I am not in such haste
Perpetual bitterness taste
And magical memory waste

As I endlessly rehearse
Making chapter of, and verse,
Which of we has acted worse

And which acted better
To the public letter
Userer instead of debtor

If you wonder why I say
In such careless, carefree way
What well-intending minds with play ~

I don’t have the room to worry
Bread-side-buttered hurry scurry
O’erobsessed with policy

No ~ I would that trend reverse,
Desiring instead to rehearse
The wonders of the universe

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Homeless until removal of the stalker/targeter/vandal/arsonist following her allows her to approach any landlord ~ even for a private parking space ~ this poet presently lives under perpetual threat of towing with all possessions should her 23-year-old van stop running for any reason.

She is badly in need of a modest reserve with which to field any emergency which might occur.

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