There is a buzz
seeking incessantly
to escape from behind my lips
beneath my teeth
beside my tongue.
A truth wants out.

I do not understand
this thing that needs to fly away
leaving my body
and entering the air.
I do not know
what needs to be said
but
it is pushing against my mouth
making me hum
and dance
and try to eject it from me
forcibly.

Someday soon
my teeth
will be unable
to keep the secret.
I can tell
it is only a matter of time
until my tongue lets loose
whatever it is
I will have failed to contain.

I am afraid of that moment
but also
somewhat excited
to find out
just what it is that I’ll say.