This is my new book of poems some old mostly new, if you’re bored it may be something to do, so read on, if you wanna feed on, my thought, the words are so milky smooth they should be bought.
copyright, Douglas Alan Stromback 2010
does a bee fly around looking to sting
does it look for a thing
to sting
is that the tune it does sing
or does it once in a while get aroused and mad
and then does it act to this passing fad
it buzzes around
looking for flesh on the ground
looking to penetrate
it can’t wait
or does he have control
and away from the flesh can he pull
or does he have to sting
any thing
and if he does
does he still have passion in his buzz
or does he lose it all
does he now stumble and stall
or does he buzz the same
like a burning hot flame
or does he now flicker
because he used his stinger his sticker
what happens to the bee
what happens to me
what happens to the stung flesh
it hurts, its wound is fresh
and hurts bad
is the flesh sad or mad
is it the same
or does it give all bumble bees blame
does it want to be stung again
and again
i don’t think so
no
but let’s deal with the present sting
the flesh is penetrated by this thing
is it the same
i don’t think so, first of all there is someone to blame
because it hurt
more if the flesh is not covered by a shirt
the flesh remembers the feeling
and the pain it was reeling
and now there is something inside
under the skin it does hide
in the flesh there is something new
there is the flesh and the stinger, now there is two
out of the flesh the stinger may come
and the flesh maybe scarred some
and now the bee and flesh are different
because the bee did vent
good or bad
sad or glad
neither one is the same
and i don’t know if it takes passion from the flame
so be careful about a bee sting
it does change the thing
that’s what it does do
for both that’s true
so be careful of the bee sting
be careful if you’re the flesh
i hope your hears ring
because in the end neither one is fresh
copyright 1999
Douglas Alan Stromback
