A selfish girl is in love with my beekeeper friend,
Who, on occasion, reads me to sleep. He needs new glasses to see the world in his nihilist perspective and likes a girl named Emma.
The bees are endangered like my relationship.
My beekeeper friend loves girls sweet like honey
that sting your heart then die.
I pollinate air with cigarette smoke in my hive minded dreams.
My friend, the beekeeper, feels that sex with the selfish girl is sticky.
Emma withers flowers.
I soothe my eardrums with his milk and honey voice
As my eyes get heavy and ignore the buzzing world.
Selfish girl feels something sweet with my friend.
