Poems from bumblebee

knee deep in your fire and choking on ashes. my words are spilling out - i am spitting out grey smoke. insides charred from the pain you...
he's the star that shines, the moon in her darkness the anchor of a boat lost at sea. his fingers turn, like clockwork mending all her...
you were obsessed with being a poem and didn't realize every breath you took was already an art.
i don't believe in magic but i do believe in you   -somehow they are not the same
i will. not. -quit