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Oct 2014
God masterful and silent
Hovers over me
Like bees in the summer

There buzz loud and obscene
I'm reminded of sins
Once long forgotten

I'm reminded of you
And how you managed
To burn every rose petal you saw

Its a wicked game we play
Tooth and tooth
Molars exracted, canines chipped and worn

The viens in my body run like roots
From toe to head
They pulse and wait

They wait for God to answer
They wait for the buzz of the bees
They wait for a reason to bleed

So I step foot on the front doorstep
And scream his name
And that wretched buzz answers back

I've lost this war haven't I?
I've lost you and gained nothing else
But silence

So I'll walk back inside
And l'll lie back in bed
I'll shut my eyes and forget the world

I'll forget the buzz.
And I'll forget
Ever meeting you
Christopher Zaghi 2014
Christopher Zaghi
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Christopher Zaghi  Toronto
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