Saturday, September 10, 2011

Bumble Bees

You and your words and your timing completely threw me
I know you best when you dance like your dying to free
All of your guts and your hide till their blue baby
You and your horse belt a saddle like graffite
Built like a Crain with the words you said last night
you hold a stature to pride a gazelle on
Feeding your hunger with greek watermelon

But over it goes
Blowing like cotton freedom
Drinking my tears
God forbid you see them
And these are my fears
Eloping with honesty
gagging like bumble bees
hanging in bruges
Erupting your noose

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