i watched a bee moving with such precision and implied dedication from flower to flower like an office worker processing forms but as this busy bee finished his sortie a bee catcher finished him
poets often speak of spring as a time of love and rebirth a time when young lovers seek their soulmates but mr johnson the farmer down the road from me says it ain’t nothing but hormones
since i had had
a couple
of
rather persistent
symptoms
i decided
to visit
my local physician
who
as
is most often
the case
was
not available
but
his
physician assistant
could
see me
after
discussing my concerns
it was pointed out
that
since
it had only happened
once
it probably wasn’t
necessary
to do
further testing
given
the symptoms
for the most part
had diminished
as i reviewed
this with aunt bea
i could see
she had an opinion
about
the whole event
aunt bea
said
of course
you can see the flaw
in that type
of
logic
right
since
death
only comes
once
nellie was a country gal and definitely didn’t belong in the city so her introduction to la didn’t go too smoothly some street-wise fellow offered her a ride from the airport which she thought was quite neighborly but things turned sour all too quickly before she knew it she was headed back home cuz it was one thing castrating aggressive bulls on the farm but the city bulls whined too much for her taste
i am as they say a creature of habit each day i have my morning coffee prepared the same way as yesterday and often followed with the same breakfast venturing into new fare with an eye of reluctance however i do induce periodically the half-hearted drive of a forced explorer oh i know such sameness sounds quite boring but my trait of devotion extends to my love for you
