where the bee sucks

there suck I / but
I suck language
isn’t the language
I mean to use

bee tongues
be hollow &
hairy & kept
curled outside

the body like
iron lungs bees
do not live in
in order not-to

-die (that be the
hive) also it may
be I live outside
my life like

a proboscis
& writing maybe is to
sip of the world only
to spit it out into

structures raised
to stack as are
poems, books, cells
in which I held

briefly ideas
& once each 3
boys who never
were at all

my own to claim
the same way as
a queen does
n’t bcuz the hive’s

making like
all my making
ever is/was no
business at all

~ zed