Strung Teeth.

Grinding teeth like bones on the chalkboard rubbing against the scratching surface

Break apart the ties that strung you together, held you and tore you apart only to realize you can’t breathe

Selling sculptures like telemarketers scraping by to feed themselves through the telephones wires

Tell me a story inwhich can’t be told by the mouth organ, only through the hand that feeds you

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