Rhymes For The Hindsight Before My Time

Honey bee
honey bee
homely bundle
bounce with me
sunny meltdowns gum our humming
sticky hickeys on the wings
 
We weren't worth drafting
light is passing
clung to our backs
they send us packing...
such a sickly mock of spring  
 
Soviet shots; what counts as roulette?
Wetting warm pumpkin laminate
plaster on the kitchenette  
Leave the windows open babe
be sure your neighbors won't forget
 
Would-be panties lace
the floorboards;
forsaken layers - foregone routine coquette  
I'll picket for your fresh explicits...
March with me
march in me
your little bitchin suffragette
 
It fades on Wednesday
Friday's blue
A screaming dream
a Chernobyl tune
 
My mind's made yellow  
exposed and used
a full frontal jumbled console
a pixelated arcade tube
 
I'll eat you baby
my french fry - sea salt - browned and tasty
a yawn-jawed fondue carry through
Sunsets fret upon your eyelids
a nightfall in those sweet taboos