the mechanics of linguistics.

i wish i could say that
i loved that quirk, but
sometimes it gets under my skin like
one hundred baby worms.

your american accent.
(where did that come from?
you're not american. nor is
anyone you know.)

the way you palatize your
u's.
(but not in the typical
british fashion. it is just
arbitrary.)

but mostly it's the
mechanics of your mouth,
connected to your brain.
the inability to talk about
anything other than yourself.

& like a toy train track or
a mobius strip:
in an infinite loop,
everything comes back to the source.