Mellifluous breeze coddles the umber waves that frame my face.
While my lover hides from the wrath of wasps under the hood of my car
I sit upon the roof, frivolously scrubbing the red metal with baby wipes
Intent to clean the stubborn built up of mud and bird shit from months of neglect.

In the moment of of sweet honey mead, baby wipes and the swifts that flurry around the cow field beside us,
Of middle fingers through the back window that seperates my lover and I,
I understand that I could not be with another,

My wasp fighter,
Eternal joy
Don’t open the mead!
It attracts the bugs



© Danifrayz

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