Saturday, May 20, 2017

i swear it's not too late

couldn't hold on to money
never flew for free
stuck in my own honey
overgrown bumblebee
playing chicken with the ocean
tinging blue with black
hid the yellow of caution:
might fly off, might buzz back
when i saw a white petal
growing up from green
my stinger hit metal
i was safe to be seen
to make a hard right
to wait on the red light

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