My attempt to articulate myself
Resulted in vain.
Decided to forsake the part of me
I turned my back on the lamentable trait
That had once been indispensable.
My tongue hesitates.
It retreats.
It trembles.
The red snake tries to imitate
The way the dragon soar.
It struggles.
It stumbles.
Floundering
The red lump trembles.
It
.
Eloquence remains distant,
Clumsiness
Prevails
As ever.
