bee coming

we watch to learn
we leave and return
the things you earn

the ears blocked against talking heads
the trailing threads
we pick them and process what’s said

i want to be atop the shoulders of giants
but i want to remain plastic, pliant
no interest in being locked down compliant

you are the flower i am emulating
you’ve been watching; i’m gestating
all the shit i’m contemplating

here i am – i’m done waiting