Wait or wade in; I'm a house fire pouring myself out of my mouth, in a whisper or in bed screaming 'this is how it's done', to the margins, take cover, melt mute on the tip of my tongue. Bite yours like I'm fighting for you. I can speak your truth. I know it so well. Like I'm oh-so loud, I'm burning everything down. Tell me how it is and I'll spill my big puddle of words all over your silence. Cry silver into magpie ears, I'll rust and smother here. I see my dirty lungs hung out to dry, breathing false, dripping these words beside me. Lay this voice limp on the balcony, reeling off everything stuck in these teeth.