Why aren’t you happy yet?

Bite off your tongue,
                spit out the blood
& say something more than
                any word ever could.

Learn that laughter can either be
                an enemy or friend
& then you can ignore
                the raw wound possessed by us all,

to finally become one with the rest;
                an unspoken secret;
the obscene foundation of everything
                keeping us safe from what awaits within.

Waits like a swallowed stone
                to kill or be expelled
from each body haunted
                by language: a ritual sacrifice;

necessary price to be paid.
                Ridiculous offering made
to satiate the infinite
                & the horror it brings.

Open your mouth,
                let it all out:
without a tongue
                all sounds are one.