POEM WITHOUT BEES Poem by Linda France

POEM WITHOUT BEES



A sound like uzz
flattens in a sleepy zzz.

Something's missing
you can't put your finger on:
lue-ell, uddleia, leeding heart.

Look at it like this:
lack and yellow.

Reakfast is toast,
unuttered,
sweetness squandered.

How soon reath stiffens -
wreath's rictus.

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