Pull the screams from my teeth
And remove them one by one,
Like the letters that I carve
Out with my tongue.
I speak with cracked speech;
Words coated with insecurity
Placed and erased, meticulously.
Doubt burrows through taste buds
And I’m left savoring ****,
The bitter flavor of my sentences.
Scrape the decay from this graveyard of bones
That persistently calls my mouth its home.

-SLuR