drone on seersucker eyes

Nature Tromp

i. Hive

pistil of the flower—squat and soft
stretching backwards, down into the stem
petal into a blossom
little bee, steal nectar
pollen-extracted on tiny hairs
demand to be fed.
flutter off-off
in your asymmetrical way
fertile Queen, swollen and ready

drone on with
way worthy wind

a quick blow up a skirt
pleated mid-thigh through hem
tickle a touch, swirl fast
then out—warm and breezy

seersucker eyes steady
hone in on your death mate

the “dancing” to
signal a new—
tail wiggle shake
yellow pollen spores stuck
deep in an ear canal
can you hear the buzz?
a throat tickle, post nasal drip
cough cough

green stemmed sepal robbed—broken
down—wither away
a petal drops off. Dried scent, scattered ovules
stained fingertips

sterile worker work on
climb into your
honey comb home
texturized sweet and sleep