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Woven within

The white shell

Of your bones

Is a chain of daisies and bright lollipops

And musical lava lamps in full color

Stitched with a tie-dyed

Scented shoelace parade,

So your temperature stays

Halfway between

Birthday cake icing and

Fluffy polka-dot lampshades,

Your smile is chocolate brown suede

And a pocket full of money,

Your laugh,

Full of ocean waves and shade

And sweet honeysuckle vines

With little white flowers.


Dancing like bees
On the sticky kitchen floor,

Glad to be home
In their comb

So they shake
Dusty feet

Some more.
They hover hardworking

When the sun’s
In the sky,

Then head home
To honey,

To sweet happiness
Fly.