Apple seeds
Twirling between my teeth
I reach out
And dig my brittle nails into
Tender skin
You feel as thin as a ghost, I say
The flesh of the apple green
Stuck between my teeth

I don’t remember you hating me
I don’t remember you loving me
We live like a shadow
Grey elastic stretching to mold into
Crisp cool sheets on the bed

I cut my hair
Long locks floating
To the floor
I waved down at them as
They fell
Fall
Falling
Away

Hitting the honeycomb hexagon tile
Look the past is swimming around me
Buzzing past my ears
Bees resting in the honeycomb on the floor

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