keep telling the bees
I keep telling the bees
but they don’t believe me
clinging to flowers
swarming they scream
rebirth and renewal
in their sweet hexagon matrix
an earth-shaking dream
murdering walls with whispers
sunned waxed and honeycombed
draped in a shred of black veil
unfixable glaring glitch blisters
wearing someone else's gown
one long last embrace decries
a frenetic dance in a little blue dress
one chin up kiss to notify
of the unpacking three loops
of emergent extended naturalism
bees hang placidly on the ceiling
crypto projects spread bee dot com
greenhouse gas superpoluters
disrupt communications in a flood
of currency fires on blockchain paradox
final destruction of apiculture ecossytem
catch beesmoker calm create hive mind
vibrate yet a new trilemma haunts the world
can we combat climate change
and reduce global poverty
while boosting classes in advanced economies
focus on moral imperatives
hyper globalization is a real garden party
in search for the edges of the puzzle
of total colony collapse disorder buzz
framed in the enlightenment gap
beehive theory honeycomb conjecture
knock three times too late to listen to trees
if the honeymakers depart we all must go
keep telling the bees—
