Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Hive

The room is filled
with late-day light.
We sip our coffee

inside a genie's lamp
inside a honeybee hive

Paper cranes dot the table,
lay across the floor
like tipped over canoes.

made from grocery lists
love notes
and reminders

Slanted writing on wings and belly.

You help me thread twine through
the sharp neck folds--
they hang like animal-clouds
above our heads.

the room with honey light
paper
coffee

and flightless thought

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