you sing to me,
hidden behind your broken walls of misery.
a tremulous voice straining through
boarded up windows,
desperate to float through
stymied humid air
into my soul.
i swallow your words,
choking on the acidic tang
flooding my mouth.
you feed them to me,
shoving them deep into my throat.
i gulp and swallow
until i soar beyond
absolute fullness.
as a bee ridding itself of pollen,
i turn and
expel the acid
stored deep inside,
flooding my world with
a sweet new liquid,
infusing life with
a new found honey.