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honeybee Jan 2016
you're a loose tooth
i will play with you
mindlessly
push against you
until you pull out
leaving a gaping hole

but after you're gone
i will brush my tongue
over where you used to be
and find myself longing
for the pain you brought
and the pain you left
honeybee Jan 2016
i am caught in the tidal wave. stuck in the motion; falling back and moving forward, falling back and moving forward. there’s something calming in the consistent control of the moon, but i know the truth: an ocean wave is powerful, and i will be crushed, broken and bruised, in it’s cycle.
i want out. i want to break the curse; i want to be a pond or a river and not be controlled. i want to break free.
honeybee Jan 2016
cloudy eyes rain down,
salty raindrops wilt rosebuds

gazing upon
gardens of death,
i find that once
i look upon beauty,
i ruin it with love

perhaps i am a
flower cutter,
not a gardener

i found the most beautiful rose,
she was made from stardust;
her petals were
formed from skies
and lavender
with a hint of grey,
but i looked away

i couldn’t let
myself ruin this one

instead
i made a flowerbed,
with blankets of soil
tucked my tears in,
until blossoms bloomed

they were prettier than
roses made of the sky
or tulips from the sun

they were mine,
lillies from my heart
i'm sorry i ruin everything i touch, i'm sorry i have the midas touch and turn you to gold in my eyes when i see you. i'm sorry. i love you.
  Jan 2016 honeybee
K603
You collected me
A bright star you saw
Put me in a glass jar and kept me close
Kept me far
Far away for no one to see
But my light it dwindled and sputtered
Only for a moment!
You put me on the shelf, far from you
Far from everyone else

There were others
Burnt out and dim
You're own faded Galaxy on a shelf
Boredom write!!!
This poem is a mirror
even though paper
and pen and ink
and reading and
writing are not
mirrors
only a mirror
       is
morirr a
I wrote that
backwards and
****** it up
because
**** symmetry
and mirrors

They invented
mirrors so they
could invent
the self

by they I mean
we, I, you
       us
who look in mirrors
our gaze and self
trapped and freed
from mirrors
and screens
shifting and refracting
like the ripples of
the stone skipped
across water
I do not like mirrors
I cannot always
see my
   reflection
in a pond
but now I reflect
in like and like
   light
from a mirror

I am a mirror
You are a mirror

We is mirrors
mirror rorrim
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