The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Saturday, January 26, 2013

The Hive

Fitting is not plain insightful
Their bees are so delightful
The mayor loves exclusivity
The fabric spells grandiosity
Where they wish to go is beyond me
Caring for life is only a tree

But the dead clamor on
And the hive pulsates...
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