Bee

Feels like there’s a sting in my chest
hives clogged inside my neck
a creature sitting on my tongue
Not quite alive, but not dead

Feels like stripes of yellow and black
resting after a night of unrest
the creature snoozes under
roof of my mouth, slightly depressed

Little legs curl each time it snores
wings flutter every time I breathe
Usually it wakes up with the sun
but today, just snuggling behind my teeth

This is baby precious
Right now, this bug is silent
Every shard I step on
I bite my lips so I can keep quiet

Because, the bee is asleep
yellow, black stripes, then a sting
I don’t know what “forever” is
but this moment is a timeless thing.

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