Wednesday 9 May 2007

Thigmonasty

The bees are getting wiser
jealous guardians of beauty
cut the tail off a whale
put a harpoon there instead
and you have a bumblebee
does the analogy fit?
whale is to size of ocean as
bee is to flyable air?
You, skulking below, what
can you see from down there?

Snapdragon in a panic
defending your bit of earth
lashing out, biting,
swallowing all the sanity you can
But you have no baleen
you can't sift out the madness
the fool's daydreams
you, Drosera, trap it all
the bees with the flies
the rot with the honey

And everyone says:
you can't live like this
nightmaring your way
from dawn to dawn
a detached hydra
mouth free to scream
as you drift in the current
So you get Hard and Strong
swagger back to them to
demand their approval

Now there is that of the
Stalking-Cat in you
and the Bird of Prey
efficient to an E
cold when on a hunt
that of the proud Wolf
even shunned as the omega
you would still reach
attack the healthiest specimen
the hardest prey

Bees patrol the andromedas
the purple azaleas, the
demilitarized zone between
safe-houses of flowers
does it hurt, Snapdragon,
to bare your teeth at them
with no bite to your snarl?
Venus, does the harpoon
prick and sting
as you swallow them down?

But now they say:
you can't live like this
monstering your way
from dusk to dusk
but Hard, Strong you
cannot hear, your stems stretch
too high from the ground,
the walls of your petals
have grown too thick.

~~~~~~~~AEW~~~~~~~~

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