Language Barrier

by shirlette ammons

They say we askin for it as if they know our story I say we’re grasping at it gasping at a passing magic They say we looking for it they call us average at it but they can't see the forest or it's that they suck at mathematics They think we’re gaming at it playin psychobabble scrabble I say we’re jonesin for it, lunging forward, hapless hazards They say we savage for it, sorta borderless and foreign nomads who lack decorum refusing use as human storage and the matter is with the fact that we ain’t askin for much for much and the matter is with the fact that they be takin too much from us and the matter is with the facts Relax for a minute look around while you spinning it's like in any instant an intense and frenzied feelin get in the middle of it, love it like you livin with it leave the shuckin and duckin for the privileged and cynics and for the peddlers with pennies and those who seldom finish but never sell they vision for some shit that's unappealing I see you askin for it, graspin at it, bound to have it loud and passionate when facts are abstinent not accurate
They say we askin for it should've seen it comin down its metaphoric If there's water would you drink or drown You're like a forest on a mountainside, landslide earthquake, heaven sakes, Jesus take the steering wheel ‘cause shit is gettin real, we need a navigator We need a compass not a naysayer, mediator So fuck a definition we need a sweeter religion We need a vision long as time zones the clock is tickin Some say that life is a bitch I think that bitch is a diva she wants to travel the earth To taste the salt and the ether she wants to love without hurt she's a magnificent creature she carved a map from your features and I'm so glad to meet you I'd cross an ocean tomorrow if I could walk on water empty all my pockets of their most useless contents Lay on my Mommas shoulder admit I have no option Because I'm getting older reflections can be obnoxious Yeah shit is getting real who needs a continent so fuck your four walls, spotted dog, picket fence and fuck a definition, we need a sweeter religion we need an urgent inner vision, yo the clock is tickin I'm so high, you Mountain high, you
Her jewelry matched her eyes, it was the costume kind the type that plays and frays in phases of light Danger to stars and stripes, antithesis of white lies in time we’d devise a way to make lines from a life where time flies and demands each moment contraband sands and oceans between, each time that she leaves i grieve it begins Dear Nora would you stay if maps weren’t made of miles Dear Nora let’s create a house that ‘scapes away from miles Dear Nora, I can wait beyond this space called miles Dear Nora, don’t delay ‘cause time is made of miles In time we'd devise a way to make lines from a life where time flies and demands each moment contraband sands like oceans between each time that she leaves i grieve it begins
Es geht selten um english esperanto und deutsch It’s rarely about english esperanto or german Es geht oft darum zu verdrängen und darum zu versäumen It’s more often about repressing and neglecting Die barriere im kopf eine karriere verbockt The barrier in the mind, a career gambled away Keine euros und dollars auch kein leben für für gott No euros no dollars neither a life for god Aber ein klares verständnis wie kann ich dir begegnen But a clear understanding of how i can i encounter you Meine konzepte und wünshe inzwishen nicht mehr vernebelt My concepts and wishes aren’t foggy anymore Denn ich trau mir vertrauen zu in gesichtern verewigt Cause i dare to have trust manifested in faces In teilen im meim eigenen und dazwishen beweglich Partly in parts and also in my own, still flexible in between Da sind liebesbegriffe die uns zu tiefe verpflichen There are terms of love that obligate us to depth Worte sind sauerstoffflashen wenn uns krisen vergiften Words are oxygen bottles when we are poisoned by crises Wir kommunizieren komplexer realitäten entsprechend We communicate more complex according to realities Was meinst du mit was meinst du kann mich nicht ewig verstecken What do you mean by what do you mean, can’t hide forever Sprache ergänzt durch blicke hände und lächeln Language complemented by gazes hands and smiles Wir sind so im moment dass wir das ende vergessen We are so kept in the moment that we forget about the end Und den anfang, den standard wenn du magst kannst dus weitersagen And about the beginning and the standards, you can spread the word if you want to Parole brückenbau und grenzen zerplatzen wie seifenblasen Watch word building bridges, barriers burst like soap bubbles For those who deal with the ridged curiosity's hidden and the aim is mistaken coded in smokescreens of language Take the tongue from the tiger feel ashamed when they bite it but we aim for the opposite, igniting the silence If we don't name our injustice a generations indicted if we do speak about it, we’d be far from nearsighted I wrote this fearing the mirror the one you clearly invited held up facing the angels plus the demons inside us I'm only versed in 3 pidgins ebonic country and christian plus the jargon of forefathers who don't seek forgiveness Now we burning them bridges amidst the broken and brilliant watch the barriers burst like bubbles scaling a building but nothing’s ever that simple 'cept my word and my pencil in 24 hour diners breaking from making a living yeah so when I finish the sentence since we mend distance with sentence let's never finish this sentence
She drew a map, a map to show me where her people lived at a napkin map, imagine that we sat in a corner kinda trapped time lapsed for some hours and some halves And then we laughed and pointed down at the atlas naming all the waters, manmade borders distance grew sorta shorter over orders of hashbrowns we was at the wafflehouse and after that we walked into the nighttime air awkward stare where she said Lover tear your barriers down, down Lover tear your barriers down, down, down Lover tear your barriers down, down Lover tear your barriers down, down, down I took her hand, her hand we walked to my apart-a-ment or flat depending on where you from or at, but that remains absent of the fact that man, I was falling, foreign as a walrus lost in a forest her palm was like the softest, softer than fabric softener her voice made the choicest noises, pretty as an orchid I longed to understand what she said, damn so I said
I’m a pilot, styling got my goggles and my scarf blowing in the wind old timey, soloing the cockpit of life fire up the engine, T minus 10 take off, the runway is clear prepared i fly without fear, limitless new flights desired, new spots to visit envisioning the end and the beginning of it granted man hours, the man about a mission plan about the route, route the plan, plot it out, script it with detours on deck, not too rigid to call it audible in the midst of it sky high, still fully functioning hovering the clouds, it’s humbling to wonder it engulfed in every utterance, the passion of the happiness to feel it for a day, the thrill of the chase these are the pangs of the aviator Check the view from so many miles removed away from the hectic, the pace is reckless my mind floats veers from troposphere to playlist my headphone’s a dead zone i zone out ‘til breathless i say, ‘word?’ to the terrorist, the narrowist, the extremist the one’s who believe it so much they would leave it destroyed while here i sit with a head-full of noise so alive and convicted i’m convinced i hear the song of crickets from a placeless distance as the ground to the cockpit is wow, what an image
There is no destination with you there's just coming upon run into there's just open ended impromptus where to isn't asked of them by you there is nowhere u won't go, aviator thumbing through portraits of places taken thinking to yourself how lonely lovers ride along toward destinations and to nowhere at all all the lovers travel gathering dreams of every nowhere at all Your heart is an open air phantom you take apart, depart at random your luggage is heavy to handle rendering you anchored, capsized access to your heart denied, aviator navigating space and time away a lonely place to stay watching as lovers ride along toward destinations and to nowhere at all all the lovers travel gathering dreams of every nowhere at all
You don’t have to miss me when I’m gone but, if you want to I don’t mind Where were you when the planes hit, when the oil spilled when the earth quaked, when the drone killed when the grass grew pubescent then brown and decrepit then the monsoon then the dark room where were you there is you Where were you when the paint dried, when my skin pruned when i lost you in a bet like a setlist on a stage playing actress on a flat atlas going batshit snap, there is you Name any terrain because borders are fiction we got crowds to arouse, time is pushin against us
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh you know I can't wait to get to you, but oh we got so much work to do, crowds to move our lives are late night shows so I'll see you somewhere on the road Boulders to shoulder never the types at the mall with two straws sippin a single soda motivated by audiences and plenty kisses in the midst of many cities witnesses I must admit it Exploring you in gorgeous hues holding you’s worth a one-way ticket since now it's written I can't recend it we'll keep revising each line, til we’re side by side Meet you at baggage claim because we trump convention we got crowds to rouse, not too much time to miss you its enough to glimpse you, read of you in magazines layover, stay over, make love in the in between Name any terrain because borders are fiction we got crowds to rouse even though you know I miss you It’s enough to glimpse you, read of you in magazines layover, stay over, make love in the in between
Take each moment we saved, every second exchanged divide it by all the things that we can’t take away Say the things we didn’t mean, subtract the meanings between add the laughter we beamed Given certain mistakes, I’d say we did pretty okay there is no one to blame, plus nothing would change Travel light, my love Travel light, my friend Don't forget to write Travel light, my love Travel light, my friend don't forget to write ‘cause we did what’s right plus who knows what’s right yeah, who knows what’s right Remember that long summer Saturday I was at home while you were away changing the world, making it a better place You didn't know it but, I was so lonely then needing a word with the friend I found in you when this world's in need, it takes you from me so selfishly i sit and loathe the irony


released February 5, 2016


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