Lockjaw

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