He Felt Like a Jar of Honey

He felt like a jar of honey
that had crystalized, flipped
upside down on its cap and
just waited for a drop or two
of un-crystalized honey to
drop along the side of the
bottle slowly down, down,
down to the cap to then be
flipped back over, the cap
opened quickly and the drop
or two scooped out with an
index finger but the finger
wasn’t quick enough and the
drop or two fell back onto
the crystalized honey on the
bottom of the bottle, the one
or two drops destined to be
crystalized, too, into one
clump of crystalized honey.
He was that tired after the
company left.

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