Bee War

vivid trips
frigid minds
stolen hearts

a monster
imagined

no one
believes you
when you’re made
of stone

a rift
in time
trying
to make sense

of
it
all

pirates
be here
beware

bee war
awakened by
thought
splattered all over
my own face

a tattoo
made of
honey

in a dream
in a mirror

©2022—JDCIV

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