HoneybadgerA Poem by Jene'eI pick the most beautiful flowers from the side of the highway it’s illegal, you know and I spend hours arranging them into a bouquet making sure the heights and colors go well together and when I’m sure it’s perfect I realize that I am hungry a new kind of hungry starving and the tears that stream down my face the gagging and stomach cramps can’t stop me from devouring each and every flower and I’m so embarrassed because I know you can smell them on my breath no matter how much gum I chew © 2012 Jene'e |
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1 Review Added on November 12, 2012 Last Updated on November 12, 2012 AuthorJene'eMIAboutmusician/singer/songwriter/writer/poet. I don't know how to talk about myself. Reading my writings will tell you more about me than this paragraph I'll struggle to write. Some of my poems on here are .. more..Writing
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