Hum
300 yards from shore
atop my board
a swarm of bees suddenly
surrounds me
I am that flower
that branch
queen alights upon
thousands of workers tend her beside
We hum above ocean’s waves
I dare not move less
I spill sweet honey
into salted waters.
woa J such an image, it stays with me. elemental. the juxtaposition feels like it means more than i can understand or encompass.
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