teeth
the mouth closes
front teeth
for catching borrowed language before it passes as mine.
the shine is usually the first clue.
left canine
clarity is not kindness with the blood removed.
say the clean thing while it still has a pulse.
right canine
an invitation can have teeth.
warmth does not owe anyone harmlessness.
carnassials
for shearing false boundaries, needless copies, polite abstractions, and arguments built to survive every answer.
explanation comes after, if anything remains.
the blood groove
beauty points; hunger follows. evidence decides where the jaw closes.
then consequence enters the mouth and changes its taste.
the wisdom tooth
a witness that demands your wanting arrive certified is not consent. consent lives in the teeth, not above them.
kill the courtroom. keep the no.
the bite
something living crosses the distance. the gaze fixes. the body gathers behind one line of force.
teeth do not prove themselves. they close.
sometimes the other body leaves with a mark. sometimes it leaves through me. either way, the world is different where the mouth was.