Tonight's Poet Corner: Buzzed
Buzzed by Belinda Roddie You dip the needle in the honey and stitch the sweetness right into the sky, where the horizon meets our bare skin, stingers perfect for making tattoos. Now the clouds are golden and sticky. They drizzle confectionary bliss onto our tongues. I put my mouth on you - the tongue hits the syrup - a thousand hives buzz with dance floor music just for the queen. You drape your lips over mine, and the flavor is utterly obscene, and I can taste it and I can taste it and I can taste it forever.
