Bury This Six Feet Under Your Eyelids Poem by Jena Crowe
Bury This Six Feet Under Your Eyelids
you don't like when i pinch my lip,
because i'm about to say something
that's over your head
and you can't duck when it's my voice
goose? yes-
you chase me harder
than a ghost
who thinks i have their shovel-
had i been a bee
you'd convince me
i'm better off without honey
and shoo me away from the hive
high five that-
you know you want to.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: pedantry
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