when comes the time for you to go
leave not your debts unpaid for those
who barely have the time to reap
what little harvest there will be
*pursue each moment here then gone
and do not rest your head upon
the rock that shatters everything
including what's inside of it
instead remain a solid stone
unbreakable when not alone
remove your flesh from edge's rim
and jump into your other skin*
where life is like a honeybee's
that sweetens bitter tendencies
with such a graceful tiny heart
restores a world that falls apart
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 11:25 PM UTC
when comes the time for you to go
leave not your debts unpaid for those
who barely have the time to reap
what little harvest there will be
*pursue each moment here then gone
and do not rest your head upon
the rock that shatters everything
including what's inside of it
instead remain a solid stone
unbreakable when not alone
remove your flesh from edge's rim
and jump into your other skin*
where life is like a honeybee's
that sweetens bitter tendencies
with such a graceful tiny heart
restores a world that falls apart
lessons, life and honeybees
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