Dilute down the alphabet
until the letters melt
and drip down
our chins.
Let us spurt syllables
and call it clarity.
Let us learn to dance
on eggshell floors
and between sidewalk cracks.
Break down lines and loops
into grunts, groans,
clatter laughter
and fidgeting fingers,
quick nods.
Let us break down communication
into new age hieroglyphs
of strut chest, flutter lips,
and disorganized vowels.
Poetic Trials 