You Taste Like Sulfur

And when you

Pry

You push

I shove

You’re embedding

The words you

Want to hear

In my teeth

And I’m not sure

I like the taste

Of sulfur

So I speak in tongues

As if negativity

Is a foreign language

You never learned

Love fast

When it’s over

You’ll be face down

On the floor

Wondering why

It went so quickly

And when you pry

You push

I shove

And start running

In another direction