jack daniels honey
beeswax slides down your throat and out of your ears
it drips out of your nose and spews out of your mouth
whiskey mixed with honey, bitter and sweet
were you whiskey disguised as honey?
or honey disguised as whiskey?
seems like i didn't care, bitter or sweet?
touched. it felt like hot wax sticking to my skin.hot wax stuck and set almost instantly.
do you know how long it took me to scrape the damn melted wax off my skin after your cold words met my ears?
sorry, i'm mistaken. words never even met my ears.
i met you and just like that i was no longer honey.
i was whiskey. not sweet. bitter.
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