I am trying to find a way to
communicate my hardness
without cutting anybody on my sharp edges.
I am opening and closing my mouth;
I am practicing different shapes with my lips.
I am searching for a way
to tell the truth without feeling empty afterwards.
I am trying to make this easy.
But I open my chest to speak and what comes is not words,
Listen to me and you’ll be scrubbing
smell of me
out of you for weeks.