Insects 

28/06/21

 

We tiptoed around the lemonade jar

dissolved and sunk deep to the bottom

lived amongst the leeches and windflowers

forever it seemed – oh my drunken bee

 

Down there it poured and he never saw

that she breastfed the earthworms, they milked out her soul

and the cat it clawed, glittered all over their garden

made it sparkle too bright, murdered every blossom

 

She begged, what would save these seedlings?

 

A cry that floated their bodies to the surface

and made us breathe again as unrecognisable creatures