The Language of Bees

Over and over again,

following customary flight patterns;

thoughts flit into my brain.

Buzz, buzz, buzz in your left ear,

I pause midflight;

stung into sudden silence.


I need not bother

unless I can translate my busy buzzing

into a language of grunts and uhs and silence.


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