Colony Collapse Disorder

I flushed my masculine

product down the tubes

‎All four eyes

one at a time

Sequence preset to concrete

If boundaries = death

all threats ascend

to the power of verse

My analogue queen

is Miss Recognition

the beauty contestant

who lost her aesthetic powers

Beyond cognition

My jealous god skipped

ahead to read backwards

Let’s drink to Heimlich maneuvers

Out with it Dear!

I was yours

truly an oddity

in search of an end