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Relative to size, the tongue is the strongest muscle
in the human body.

I guess that’s why you tell such good stories.

You are so eloquent with your words
you draw embarrassment from Scriptures
each time you speak.
Meanwhile, I choke on the tip of my
tongue trying to describe the chewed up
bits of the back of my mind.

I remember dusk-drizzled moments
earlier in our relationship, lying next to you
just listening.
My ears, so wide open
you pulled them over your head like sleeves of a
sweater and twisted your tongue around the
slit syllables of my dreams.
Did you know what you were doing?

As time tip-toed closer to our differences,
we began competing for independence.
I hid beneath silence
while you used me in your verses
as if fighting with me served a greater purpose
than succeeding together.
You leaned your insecurities against me like a ladder
on a concrete wall
climbing up and away from me.
Each time we got close enough to believe
we needed each other you’d say I’m too clingy
like static, you’d cling to your pride.

You’re exceptionally kind to philosophy and physics.
(Save for the blown fuse of a heart you carry)

I have been told enough times to lose count
that I have a really big heart.
However, a heart too big
can lead to heart failure.

When I said I love you,
I didn’t mean eventually.
I meant right then and there.
With the foul smell of your sweet talk, and with
your skin stained from the dark and bumpy birthmark
trailing down your right shoulder to your elbow.
I meant with the taste of regret on your lips from
promises you were too afraid to keep,
and with the awkward feeling of your uncertain
ability to love me back the way you wanted to.
I meant it when I said I love you.

It’s as impossible to reverse the days of the week
as it is to keep your eyes open
when you sneeze.
I’ve tried.
Instead I found the weakness of the
dazed and confused me
(myself)
and I’m not able to unlove you.

Britta B.

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7 Comments

  1. Great words, but I can’t help but feel the conclusion is contradictory to the mentality, “it’s better to love and to lose, than to never love at all.”

    • Yeah, I struggled with the ending of this for a while. And I like the statment you mentioned, there is definitely a contrast. Do you think they could co-exist though? That maybe although it’s better to love and and lose it is still important understand what is worth losing and worth loving?

    • Found the inspiration to make a bit of a change! Thanks for your help. It’s crazy how a simple sentence can mean so much and change the intended tone of things. Hope you like it a little more.. can’t wait to perform it

    • Brittnei Berrisford
    • Posted July 21, 2011 at 11:29 am
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    AH-mazing!

    • Thanks so much for the love!

  2. I so know that feeling, the one before last stanza…ouch??? it rocks!! 🙂

    btw, I dig this line: “tongue trying to describe the chewed up
    bits of the back of my mind.”

    • it’s a ‘biutiful’ world we belong to. Thanks for reading, I always enjoy your comments and hearing what you have to say and knowing how we connect. Your feedback is always welcome here!


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