Poems from bumblebee
knee deep in your fire
and choking on ashes.
my words are spilling out -
i am spitting out grey smoke.
insides charred
from the pain you...
he's the star that shines,
the moon in her darkness
the anchor of a boat
lost at sea.
his fingers turn, like clockwork
mending all her...
you were
obsessed
with being a poem
and didn't realize
every breath you took
was already an art.
i don't believe
in magic
but i do
believe in you
-somehow they are not the same
i will.
not.
-quit