cancer [white queen bee]
cutting off the wing
of the sacred queen bee
retiring into old age
involuntarily
cut the head off
of the white mother queen
her mental gymnastics
tore a cosmic seam
in the dualistic
symmetrical chess board
and now the head
lays shrunken
devoid of any life
yet still mumbling little lies
white bleached lies
fearful theatrics of evil
fantasies of bubonic plagues
ravaging and raping
pillaging and doing thy might
in the name
of Lord Satan
on some old
dirty dusty ass
Midwestern country
Ohioan bumfuck road
you must have saw him
stared into those same
garnet crystallized eyes
and you decided not
to turn the other cheek
rather opened him up
into the wand of your hand
to the traumas in your backpack
nestled beneath your large water jug
and now your soul
lays dehydrated
decrepit
and lost
and so it sits
lacking any air
shrinking in my hand
fading into red rusty dust
take care of your cancer
immediately
for mother is waiting
the white queen bee
LINK: https://allpoetry.com/poem/16659821-cancer-white-queen-bee-by-Colvet
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