Boneless Tongues

Lady dudes are here, the Poetry Café KL. Reading a poem, a story and a spoken song. Moving the feet, back and forth, a comfort. Swinging fingers, pointing lyrics, some by lips. From one line to another lines. Comes with romances, hates and hopes. Some stories of grandparents, papa and mama. There are break ups, crying and laughing at the same time. They are brave, and courageously fighting. Hammering the rock, while the words are bleeding. Like the heavy drippling stones are thrown. Their lyrics with boneless tongues, hard, they owned. Purple Couch. 030816. 12:10PM.