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 Sep 2020 John Destalo
Honeybee
When she cried
Instead of smiling

When she wore long sleeves
Instead of wearing a shirt

When she only acted kind to others
Instead of herself

When she didn’t say I love you
Instead she said nothing at all

When she had friends
Instead now she sits alone

When she had clear skin
Instead bears scars now

When she said goodbye
Instead of goodnight


You didn’t notice
Equations
in the sand

Laid out
and toweling off

Curvatures to
algebraic form

They define her lines
shape her axis

My island of
expectation

Amid summer's long
subterfuge
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See the related poem: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3762789/costa-brava/
Pulpy and juicy
to the touch

Rasberry to the taste
it bleeds

down my chin
and blossoms on my shirt

as my heart bleeds
for you

similar to this pen
that bleeds bad verse

all over the pages
like fall leaves

brittle
and ephemeral

Whit Howland © 2020
Absurdism. An original.
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