Written by m ennenbach

drowning in honey

i
don’t trust
my mouth

or

words

when the feelings
of
love

begin to take over my brain

i
will find
myself standing outside
grinning
like a fool

at the heavy gray clouds

a neighbor
will wave
and
i
will smile
and
shout

“she wears magic in her smile like a normal person wears shoes to stomp about in the mud puddles”

we both know it doesn’t make sense
but
they have grown used
to my odd sentimentality

i will
over process
every thing i say
looking for the disconnect
from
reality
to
disapproval

like when she asks what i am doing and i respond writing and she doesn’t respond

she is letting me write
making
me incapable

because

her silence weighs like a ton of bricks upon my mind

it is
like

drowning in honey

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