- Poor Speaker
I have a habit of mumbling.
My tongue grows thick and I myself can hear
how from my mouth
one word emerges indistinctly into the next,
like porridge poured onto other
This often happens when I am caught
in one of those social situations
where I need most
to appear sophisticated, intelligent and articulate,
in other words, those occasions
when people talk too much,
say too little and hardly listen at all.
At such times, in a certain ironic way,
the incomprehensible sounds
escaping my lips
are in fact the most appropriate things
I could possibly say.