Queen Bee
Queen Bee
I woke up in a dream...
Why can't I see?
What is the language of your poetry?
I love the way your tongue tells stories of the sea
You swallow all my nightmares and spit them out as fantasies...Queen Bee, Lovely, Why am I so hungry?
Hungry for the sunshine...
One time...I remember when we dissappeared inside the sunshine
Oh yes and I recall the greatest of them all...the one who stole the butter from the jar and what he saw
wait...what did he see?
Did he see me?
He saw everyone and yet no one could see the...
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