January 17, 2022





Bumbling along a bit close to me
is busy Mister Bumblebee
he inventories dandelions
with prodding, plush black legs.

I inventory carcinogens
with unfiltered cigarettes,
my legs, in bluejeans, lazily
crossed in the grass.

He buzzes, I puff.
A mute truce transpires
I won't stomp if he won't sting.
Just two fellas
Mindin' their own business.

©Eric Robert Nolan 2013

Article © Eric Robert Nolan. All rights reserved.
Published on 2020-08-24
Image(s) © Alexandra Queen. All rights reserved.

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