Tongue Biter

Bite my tongue,
and I bite my tongue,
and I bite my tongue
until I've eaten it clean off,
Pointless verbs and similes,
circular debates
sipping from the poisoned public trough.

And so I--
--swallow that tasty human tongue,
dissolve its words into my mind,
And in its wondrous, brilliant depths,
so full of colour and dark designs,
I scrape away the dross
burn the waste until there's only ash,
regard myself,
no sacred stars, no sacrament or holy cross,

Then all that is left
to use and to express
is my hands and my feet for traction,
blueprints spawned in the seething depths,
secrets born when I was,
pushing into action.

And we continue on,
you and I,
in my mind,
my favorite voice and closest friend,
Teach me what I ought to know,
show me where I ought to go,
We are delightful,
we are genius
we know how to have our devilish fun,
we flit and fly
through a reality contrived,
and we smile forever,
for we are one.