Sunday, September 10, 2006

Bees

Wing-flick Forward

Double-lined, yellowed sunshine,
asphalt black is perfect for your drone.
Din of traffic sound, whining incantation
of after-work delay pervades sweetness,
invades some, strangles others, makes
body swoon, and wing-flick forward.
Require no numbing dart—sharp prick
of inoculation shot, no clamouring nurses
buzzing in angel suits—devils under skin.

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