Consider a bee while the sunbeams dance on a bench in front of a melting clock Consider a bee while the cradling mankind sees a gun under the pillow and feels safe. The dust of the soul, the soul dusts away The bee buzzzzzzzzzzzz Interrupts a series of copulations and a run across the industrial lawn
buzzzzzzz The sacrifice of a fat lobster named eternal consciousness garlic sliced bread & a fear of a thing as per the given prescription? am I right?
I have no more time for such nonsense, Consider a bee 5 more minutes, a 90-degree angle, you are dead.