when she opens
her mouth
bees
fly out.
her head a
buzzing
hive
of ideas
and notions
of what to
do, where to
live, who
to be with.
when and where
are wishes
on the wind
changing
everyday
like
the flag
on a flag pole
fluttering
to be set
free.
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