A Dull Kind Of Ache

A dull kind of ache.
A bleeding gum, a cut tongue, a chipped tooth.

Words stuck behind teeth with chunks of a broken and beaten body.
Bloody metallic tang mixing with the taste of death from words unable to be spoken. 

Reach back with pliers and toothpicks that come away dripping blood.
Words still lodged in a constricted oesophagus. 

A dull kind of ache.
A hopefulness dying, a future buried, a body left behind. 

- Stevie (Me), 26/01/2025