I read each poem; so many satirical comments on who we are..."Everyone now has false teeth and a hidden agenda..." Poignant observation! Sadly.
Speaking of sadly..."and at last we share a smile...", of course, "we" died painfully.
Your imagery..."words tied in knots, laced into a broken mouth..." Beyond beautiful, for lack of a better word to describe the shocking metaphor.

The object--one of the objects--of beautiful poetry is the ability, the creativeness, to use every word to precisely convey the poet's feelings. These works show that you have mastered the difficult, introspective task. You use words as though they were colors carefully chosen from a pallet. I am knocked out:)