busy bee

Posted: March 13, 2009 in POEMS /futility of words
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busy went the bee.. scribbling and scratching…
silly went the bee,,,,
buzzing and humming…

from morn to night
from might to morn

wasnt the darkness in the day a matter
nor the lost light in the darkness.

busy went the bee.

the smell of the mist
the flowers of the yeast.

diseased and decayed
boiled and starched

the honey dew fell on the leaves

silly went the bee

bright and shadow
from the mist of the yeast

the mirror looked into thw mirror
and finding herself gone
wwent searching for herself
in the reflected image of a mirror-ed lie.
tie
shy
my why die bye die cry fly
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busy busy busy busy went the silly silly silly bee.
scribbling and scribbling and scratching and scratching
diseased and decayed and boiled and starched
the yellow of the yeast of the mist

and then they laughed and sang and laughed and sang:

busy went the bee.. scribbling and scratching…
silly went the bee…
buzzing and humming…
busy busy busy busy went the silly silly silly bee.

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