Language Theory

They'll be on the coast soon-where nobody listens.
there they can talk

about tulips and eucalyptus
how they are strangely similar in sound and stalk.

In one language theory:
the presence of conversation implies

an absence of deep feeling.
Another conjecture along those lines

has talk as a soup, glistening with all those fats
scientists know to be bad for the heart

Perhaps talk is the first hunger
and the hunger after that. Consider

what words a woman wants most, her lover
crooning, beautiful, over her.

He prepares a few words.
She keeps his last breathing in a book & tiptoes

out of the room. From him she learned quiet
and the difference between fete & fate

but he had no language for water, no name
for separate windows, no part of speech for the lake.

– wendy taylor carlisle

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