My therapist said that my heart
needs to talk to my brain more.
They need to be in agreement,
on the same page. But my heart
doesn’t speak whatever language it is
my brain does. My heart speaks in
clicks and thuds. It’s always moving,
call it body language in it’s truest form.
I teach my brain this language.
It becomes fluent, studying every textbook,
it’s grammar is perfect, it’s accent is a bit off,
but thats okay. I sit the two down together.
The brain speaks first, like it always does.
It says something about equal and opposite reaction,
we must wait to react, until we can find out
what an appropriate action will be.
My heart just nods. Brain continues,
“What do you think?”
My heart just nods. Brain says,
“Do you understand the accent?”
My heart just nods but it can not form
an articulate sentence in its own language.
It is not educated on equal and opposite reactions.
It is a Mexican farmer coming to the U.S.
You blame his lack of english skills
on where he was raised, but he still
can’t hold a complicated conversation
that won’t complicate his need to articulate
his own tongue so he just nods away all his problems.
My brain is teaching my heart its own language.
My brain is destroying body language.
Destruction in its truest form.