Bee Charmer

let me get right to the point
shall we?
I am sick of being your dirty little secret
the harem of four
the inner circle lies
honor and methodologies
seemingly trashy; antique

(we need some tomatoes)

let me get right to the point
shall we?
I am tired of your hidden agendas
the needs
the requirements
of foreign substances
seemingly trashy; ornate

(they need to be green ones)

let me get right to the point
shall we?
I am slit, etched and branded
with a determination to
turn around and walk away
walking on that beach
footsteps out of reach

(slice thin dip them in egg and flour and cornmeal)

It all seems so trashy and fake
a mirage on your desert
that never existed
my lungs hold the dusty wind
and I am able to run
away from you Bee Charmer
and back to his arms

(fry them and whistle)

- Patti Friday, Embassy of Ideas

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Patti xo 

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