It'll Bee Ok

I just had to see the river
I had to smell the pollenated flowers

down there

Let a de-pollenated bee fly inside my eardrum
if it wanted
I had honey for breakfast and that made me feel guilty
I felt like spreading myself on a piece of toast - even if the bread turned red and had to be thrown in the waste-bin

Instead, I took off my socks and shoes and dipped my feet in the cold clear water
I felt bad to see it turn murky from my disgusting feet
I even apologized to the river
I don’t normally talk with nature but I always feel better knowing it knows that I know

My grandmother used to tell me that, when I was 5 or 6, we came here fishing, and she would just stand in the background, and I’d look at her and she’d be smiling, just to know that I was having fun, even though she wasn’t doing anything for a whole two hours …
And …
She was stung by a big mean bee
She told me it was a very poisonous bee
And I had to carry her home as her eyes closed and opened
She couldn’t keep them open

And she couldn’t keep them closed
And that night she fell asleep

forever
And for 14 years I believed insects were just contemptible
but my Grandmother was just allergic
So, now I’m glad I ate the honey..