lost in translation

   for corwin and some other folks
   
   once i walked in a forest deep
   the animals spoke to me
   and i learned the secrets of the stones
   and confided in the trees
   i don't really remember what we talked about
   but i miss the company
   
   once i was a creature of language
   every word was an open cage
   now i'm writing in a burning book
   see the words turn to smoke on the page
   it could have been love or lives of the saints
   but it all comes out as rage
   
   chorus:
   something's been lost in translation
   i can't tell you what i mean
   but now silence feels like liberation
   and a whisper would come out like a scream
   and i would tell you anything
   if i could tell you anything
   
   talk and truth might be sisters
   but said is not the same as done
   and every time i try to open my mouth
   the cat tears out my tongue
   and i'd do anything to hear your voice
   but it's like the midnight sun
   
   (January-March 1998)
   
   copyright Vicka Rael Corey
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