sour honey

i don’t remember when running away became the answer

but i don’t like it


rather cowardly i’ve been

letting my soft become goo

my shadow’s chasing down the hall where i hide the shattering or at least what i assume will

spill over the edge and drown me away


but not feeling doesn’t make you not feel

and soft has a particular pretty on you


when will i learn to take my own advice

to check once and not twice