i’ve been in
the sun too long today
ran four miles in
my favorite spaghetti strapped top
and lucky that ass spandex bottoms
pace like my life does depend upon it
i am bronzed in all the
right places
and red in the right ones too
but i’ve been told i look lovely
in honest colors
so i come into the house
running shoes dance first floor
around the boxes
careful steps
eating mango and drinking
ginger ale
i stop and gaze smiling through
unclosed glass portals
freshly washed linen curtains blow
ether flung threw
brand new windows
through which to see
past the writing desk perch
i spy ducks waddling in pairs
the sun finger painting the sky
trees with pink sinful sweet buds
and bees
just like honey
indeed
dripping hives
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