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
then i saw a white petal
growing out of green
my stinger hit metal
now i'm safe to be seen
to make a hard right
i'll wait on a red light

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