Tug Dumbly # 39 - A Mad Stampede of Tongues

A Mad Stampede of Tongues

You get so sick

of having to put things into words

to conceptualise, make concrete

or concrete as words can be

as they pour forth

into the rough formwork

of sentences

so much nicer, don’t you think

just to let thoughts roam freerange

so much more natural and humane

to let ideas peck and scratch

about the yard of the mind

kick over an old corn cob

take a dust bath

graze the Dandelions

softly crop the mental acres unconstrained

by the electric fence

of paragraph and sentence

all that barbed wired

of bloody utterance?