honey-drunk worker
bees, looting those
pollen troves in
daring daylights,

dusty fog clogs
her prismatic
beads, bleeding
blue by satiric stings ,

sweating devilish
nomads buzzing
suicidal melodies,

stinking red smears
in golden graffiti,
marooned queen-bee
in humane Mother Earth,

fighting fate, her
drone survivor clasps
in unison in new found
abode, angelic ants hailing …


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