poetry: bee’s knees

sitting alone travel weary
stirring knitted words together
orange slice floats on top

golden bell chimes three times
crystalized ginger stains
my quiet mouth twitches

bottles watch me in a row
ghost fingerprints pressing hard
water splashes to the floor

bigfoot holds dinosaur bones
alligator swamp man swims
moscow mules brey softly

my ship docked, dried
curtain call, window pane
stained glass owls don’t hoot

baby eagle watches deer
do you see it too? second drink
she says I’m a good mother

silver strands braided back
shadows fall across wood floor
love bares its teeth at me