And So Must I Poem by RIC BASTASA

in our existence

or be it in our claimed
lives

we live in the universe
of the tongue

when we are so lonely
like an exploding planet

we use its words
its language that we privately know

we tickle our arms a bit
with something fleshy and

warm and wet and tasty
inside our line of teeth

in our existence
we use the word turning into flesh

in the universe where the
center of our world is the tongue

and you shall never regret
and so must i.