Hometown Talk

No one here knows why we say things this way.
It skips across the teeth,
Slips free of eager tongues.

But a thousand words to mean one thing 
Opened worlds no one wanted opened.
Like that game of Telephone
Speeding the same sentence from one 
To the next, changed to a new reality 
With each giggled whisper.

Now what we say can lead to a border war,
The fall of a child from a window,
Someone gasping in the wrong hospital.

There is no longer a dictionary to save us,
No translation to define our way.
Just look at these impossible billboards,
Those strange traffic signs.
And our mouths run on without ceasing.

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