Free Bees

by

Chris Lahren

The dreamy context centers,
mangled comet coating-
and the star spangled flag
brought us to the dancing procession.

The speaker, bearded and free,
wiped the sweat from his high brow...

and we all noticed the crowd,
the great big explosion-mushroom cloud.

and a fly caught our eye
that we must die
and to fly free like a pest
and live on waste and devastation...

the highest form of life will be...
the infestation of catastrophe.

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