So there it is,
At the tip of my tongue.
Sitting and laughing.
Feeling at home.
My tongue, I need,
Important for speech.
Yet, that word sits there,
So far out of reach.
I have the ability,
To taste the meaning,
To chew and swallow,
Digest the reason.
But, for this I’m faced,
Stuck here in limbo.
Disconnection between,
My brain and syllables.
To be able to express,
That word stuck there.
Frustration mounts,
As I rock in my chair.
Forget it for now,
Find an alternative.
Cat’s got my tongue.
Use a different expletive.