you know
when you’ve made a mistake
hurt someone
and you want to scream
“bite me”
through feral teeth
because you
have been programmed to
keep apologizing
for not giving
what people expect to take
like a lone
pear tree
tempting
and uneven
surrounded by
stinging
honey bees
because the sweetness
is overflowing
the ripeness
for the taking
I might roll my eyes
at the whole scene
the cycle that makes
me stay out late
in the night
but later want to scream
you can’t take any part of me
keep it moving
keep it moving
