Humble bees

Missing humble bees mean cats on the prowl in the bearded Darwin’s stretched out explanation.It is that cats are fond not of bees but of mice.

A woman there with bees in left leg poly-cast has less to do of phone -selling and more with less poems in ante-room of ageing darkness.

We are humbled by bees ,in leg or elsewhere. At times we have them tingling in our one sitting.They crawl our undersides, making us humble because clovers live and die with humble bees with no implied moral of biblical humbleness.

On the dark nights we look up the sky to find missing ancestors, so many of them crawling. We lose our count and we are soon blood letting from our left foot of too many bees crawling as if they are the stars we have lost count of.

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