The Pink House

Pink Bees stare

as hungry jealous queen pulls my hair

My pink house

up to waist in water

sliding on sand

Old man sits on wooden chair and squeezes little, pink hand

Pink sea house under disappearing steps

curving like questions or smoke

Girl house leans in pink water under thick grey, melodic sky

empty sea shell waits for next wave to bring pink friend

pink friends and bees fill empty sea shells whilst girl houses lean and spill on moving sand and jealous water

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