Day Five: Villanelle

Salty honeycomb crunch through my teeth,

You were the life and death of me,

I had to let you go so we both could breathe.

Someday I hope you get it, I clung to you as I fleed in retreat,

Salty honeycomb crunch through my teeth,

I had to let you go so we both could breathe.

Every day I sought you though I was kaleidoscopically free,

Salty honeycomb crunch through my teeth,

I had to let you go so we both could breathe.

I’ll never “forget” you, don’t go forgetting me,

Salty honeycomb crunch through my teeth,

I had to let you go so we both could breathe.

I remember the exact timbre and pitch,

of you repeatedly calling me b*tch,

You were the flame I couldn’t resist,

It was sick, may this poem remind you, I never thought of you as garbage.

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