Lockjaw

Most of me sunk into the carpet
What was left of you
Asked me to leave
I was a broken thumbtack
I was a napkin in the rain
This is how it often goes
Sold into captivity so long ago
This is how it often goes
God knows I would know
I don’t want your kind words
I want your ghost inside a thimble
I woke up feeling mutilated
And I made my way
As best I could to my place
You love me mostly when I’m leaving
You love me
Mostly
You love me mostly when I’m leaving
I was half gone when you met me
I cut out my tongue
Seeing yours would speak
For the both of us