I am a ventriloquist

I am a ventriloquist.

I lost my voice.

Left it in my other pants

when they went through the wash.

It came out crumpled,

covered in lint,

so I left it in the hot water cupboard for a week.

But when I tried using it again

it flopped off my tongue

like a dog’s ear.

Now I communicate

entirely through Venn diagram

and when someone actually understands

what I’m trying to say

it feels as if we’re Siamese twins.

The right lobe of your brain

is the left lobe of mine