bees in my head
is better than honey.
they buzz, but they go.
it is not days
sucking me in,
just people like me
and like you
some of you
flow in with light
and a smile,
but all want some
thing or other
you flood me with
papers and wishes.
God they say had
sent the big deluge:
maybe because of
too many prayers.
i go home,
bees buzzing and
dogs growling,
cats hissing,
here i am listening
for a wind to clear
this mess of sounds.
i will sail away,
i shall go now
when the big silence
stretches arms around
my soul to take
me home to sleep
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