Years go by
She lives under
The starry skies
The cloudless nights
Chiming with the hives
The bees and the honey
Tired of the honey
Stick to each other

Neighbourly time flies

Pass by afraid of the Hive
The queen bees
Stick to their workers
Looking to them taunting
Them to pledge
Their soul to
Construction
And contiguous noise

Pressed against the wall
The Queen
Rides the comb and
The hexagon
Keeps the Beauty
Of shapes and shades
Of the iridescent
Inured By the work
The Overworked
Kills
The
Hexagonal Ruler
Protecting
His fellow bees
And retracting
From socialist fray
He and she run
With the trade
Used run for the trade

Now brilliant silence
And only
Silence of the beasts

In a dark forest
Ending the synergy
There is only frenetic
Reverence of the fastidious fleas

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