Before the Honey Hardens
I wish
I could blame
The salt water waves and humidity
High school daydreams
Shoved in his backpack
On the flight to you
Thoughts bouncing off clouds-
How delightful
How impressionable your empathy is
It gets easily lightheaded
After clutching face kind of kisses
And calling you “baby”
His shoes
Neatly in the corner by yours
Quickly turn to
His empty wallet
Collecting sun damage on your counter
With penny worth promises of change
Opening up a suitcase
Of emotional wounds
From demons with the face of old loves
Littering
Your house
But mostly your mind
Until common sense
Got too claustrophobic
Under the weight of him
He concealed
The erraticism
Into an obligation on your finger
A little gleaming distraction
From the disheveled rubble
He left back home
Trying to keep
The dust of me
Under your rug
For I was
Years old intimate boredom
Soothed in tv static
You deserve better
Than his words dripping in honey
That just end up left out to harden
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