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With iron and honey I glaze both cheeks while two bees bumble up each cascade pressing curvy pumping abdomens with points plying as they scrape each presses into a cheekbone producing blossoms of irritated wine and grape pixilated with pyrexia I collapse in a webbed hammock perplexed and wait and wait my mouth blazing I gaze up and despise the puffy diluted masses in fields of blue my cheeks dilated threatening to thunder and then a pause as sweat brings honey tumbling uncontrolled out from within
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Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 3:18 AM UTC
***** ~For Sylvia Plath
With iron and honey I glaze both cheeks while two bees bumble up each cascade pressing curvy pumping abdomens with points plying as they scrape each presses into a cheekbone producing blossoms of irritated wine and grape pixilated with pyrexia I collapse in a webbed hammock perplexed and wait and wait my mouth blazing I gaze up and despise the puffy diluted masses in fields of blue my cheeks dilated threatening to thunder and then a pause as sweat brings honey tumbling uncontrolled out from within
*an ode to her style
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Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 3:18 AM UTC
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