be heavenly
be a honey
bee hives
Can't i scratch
your beezyness
at all yet?
My pollen's all ripe
my petals all droop
to reach
your probiscus
uncoiling
butterfly
strawng!
is my scent
messages all bent
out of shape
into yours
fly fragrances
hell-bent
heaven scents
pen-nied scrawls
falling tall
like raindrops st r e t c h i n g
toward your soil
O Bee!
O Buzzer!
Set the alarm
to ringing brightly
the prodigal is home
you should know!
of all his flights.
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