Tongues In Abstract

Gary Edward Geraci



Tongues are a special anatomical invention

venting and will-work-wagging with varying convention.

 

Cute, creep-crawl creatures slurp slick-soft slugs and shoot

sticky, slop-mass-mounds of evolved flesh: pounce, reboot,

 

repeat, then lick. Look, the sublingual solitude

of a berry sized seed buried and

booed

 

for being so bothersome to the lingual

advantages

of being rational and speaking several languages;

 

bilingual; slow, but with strong accents and sloppy bursts

of, oh yes, ‘yeast-yawn’ palatals, well rehearsed

 

but, well, with sub-par pronunciation. The tongue’s

highest use, I think then, is as throne: the Son’s

 

place of respite leaving one tongue-tied with Majesty.

No wonder it’s so wonderful but wandering south can be a travesty,

 

just west of wicked minded inclination,

puffed and gassy, it is “Glossitis,” the glossy, grassy nation

 

where sometimes tongues don’t work so well and messy faces

and fingers result and things are said that spoil spaces.

 

A beloved creature, the tongue is drawing immense

pleasure in the eyes and heart of Coherence,

 

a beaming and affectionate Countenance,

the fruit of his satisfaction and love for tongue parlance,

 

of which his Son took one when he became Man,

learning to lip with lap, love and chat with twelve chosen kinsmen.

 

Gary Edward Geraci

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  • Published: October 24th, 2020 13:08
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gary.
    Are you of the 'you all' or 'y'all' variety?
    The 'glossitis' reminded me of a joke.
    Two traditional folk at church: 'Where's Mrs B?' one says.
    'She's gone charismatic now' is the reply.
    'Ohh, is she unwell then?' (i.e. is it a disease!) the first one said.
    The joke may work better with a word ending in '-itis'. We could use your 'glossitis'.

    • Gary Edward Geraci

      We’ve got some ecumenical, charismatic movements in the Catholic Church. One such movement resulted in my brother and his wife leaving the church and becoming Southern Baptists. My father liked the old, traditional Latin Mass, the mass that was celebrated before Vatican II. Needless to say, when I finally reverted back to the Catholic Church (over 10 years ago) he was only slightly happy (as he had been previously praying fervently for my return) all the while bemoaning the progressive priests and modernist tendencies the church had appeared to have taken on. Well if Christ is really present in the Euacharist shouldn’t that be the most important focus? I would ask him - but he is set in his ways. Now he’s suffering a real crisis in bodily deterioration (some form of palsy) and can’t make it out of the house anymore. I ask the saints to intercede for him and bring back his joy in the Lord soon.

    • Gary Edward Geraci

      Thank you Orchidee. We are of the y’all variety here in Texas. There’s also “you guys” spoken in areas further north toward say New York.



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