I swallowed the seeds of my own
tongue & choked on words that never
had a chance to form roots, grow bark,
irritate a politician’s son to the point
he bought an ax & told his father a lie
that later would be picked up by hidden
media feed & echo like an earthquake
around the world.
editors note:
The seeds of myth, coughed up or squeezed out, are planted in a swallow – a hard bite could crack teeth. – mh