Our tendrils have parted the cracks in the stars as we slip through the space in-between Cacophony echoes through the dark of the sky and the air starts to split at the seams The hunger is growing as the swarm is amassed we're compelled to the prey we've caught
We are a sea of gnashing jaws and slashing claws We are conclusion, we are the maw! You are the chosen, gathered livestock Marching solemnly to the gates of the slaughter inside out walls
Stripey, furry, pollen coated Buzzing summer stillness into life, Journey of fertility from stamen to Stamen, pollination, by-product of travail. Sweet honey stored in citadel honeycomb Shaped perfectly, Fibonacci sequence, Queen factory birthing, supplying an army Compulsory conscription, signed up for life Common mind, common goal, calculating Journeys to fertile meadows, returning Debriefing to communicate flight path, Destination situation report, until One day dispatch signals failure The hive is silenced, the computer Turned off.
Is it wrong to feel it all unfold to want my tongue to peel off the words that have been foretold to let my chest burst open feel the nectar of flowers all find their place within My body's nothing more than a token caught in darkness for far too long my lively swarm has been
And oh, the misery I can't let them out The only bliss, you see is when the humming isn't so loud But today my ears can't take the noise my body aches, its been holding and breaking I thought somewhere in all that buzzing I heard a voice But I'm afraid I'm just anothers nest in the making
In my dreams I see my bees leaving they all fly away and I can't blame the spider for weaving turning this hive into her own flowery array Soon this place might as well be forgotten for I know nothing about actual flowers and they will all be rotten and there over my lost mind an old tree towers
This tree will be my grave I shall be buried alive til something may save the leftovers of my overgrown heart, this bee hive