I was singing in the symphony of insects Dissecting entomology While entering an interstate Of effervescent tones I was a tiny parasite living life On the backs of Saul the scientist Insisting that he couldn’t leave my friends alone I will persist to press my teeth Into the deepest niches that I can explore Until you take the scalpel off of my thorax, I will sing on the highest risers till you can’t ignore The sound of the symphony I couldn’t take it anymore You were just asking for a war When you fastened my father to your board It takes a while to compile all the necessary files To make an orchestra from scores and scores of swarms Under the cover of night I will bite into the right side of your spine And from a hair in your neckline I will design a baton to keep the symphony in time I will conduct from the edge of your eyes And lead a choir of spiders, tiger beetles and carpenter flies Into a whirr of a drone rising like a cyclone Into the grotto of your mutilated mind Will rush the sound of the symphony Carry on with the composition Sit and listen Give up all your Inhibition keeping you From joining in the horde You have a beautiful buzz Let it rub upon my ear drum Tightened and tuned into the frequency of you and your proboscis I will persist to press my teeth Into the deepest niches that I can explore Until you take the scalpel off of my thorax, I will sing on the highest risers till you can’t ignore The sound of the symphony Floats in sectionality And lands under a covering of harmony Awakening the scientist From visions of his violence Towards my winged relatives Pinned neatly to his walls Lingering in the vestibules The avid and terrestrial Caverns of his educated mind He is redeemed by the scene Rubs his scales off of his dreams The wall takes flight with colored wings And the scientist insists this time to sing Sing with me now Sing all about entomology Sing, no let’s shout, Entomology!

You died two years from the day you were born Survived the winter time, the highways kept you warm Used up a thorough life in and out of thoroughfares Your summer home was a blade of grass beneath a folding chair Nature denied you the aphids I provided March, April and May came and went I tried my best to keep you fed and at rest When your wings were torn from their seams I held you and healed you at my breast Maybe I’m in love with the ladybugs Missing and alone and out of luck August nights in fortunate flight with love He was taken away from you by a mantis’ jaws Mountains taunted you with their eyes as they counted your spots Locked inside of a jar for half-a-month It hurts my heart to see your luck run out this way Deep, earthy soil covered your skin so tenderly After all of the ashes cooled, your dots had burnt away My tears fell and froze to the roads, Western Washington was afraid Chorus Ladybug, Ladybug fly away home Your house is on fire your children are gone All except for one, her name is Florae She hid herself beneath a honey tree

They danced all night on the rooftop of the hive Their steps spoke out to the hungry creatures living underground They said come up here dance away the years On the ceiling of the honeycomb I gave in, let my mind go, danced up to the honey tree Into the hearts of friendly bees The hive was made by honeybees from thoughts and rocks and rotten leaves Tucked inside the Myrtle trees while the earth remained at rest While the earth remained at rest We are the flies who build their homes On top of carcasses and sun-bleached bones And with a red-eyed sight we tear the light of day The grasshopper was a burden of yours Your windows failed and you shut your doors You were a walking target covered in a holy gore You’re an immunity in the eyes of a jealous lord If I could eat a honeybee all those creatures would follow me Deep into the murder trees Death would greet them coldly Oh Death would great them so cordially Houseflies in the garden snapped the silver cord Tall white porcelain grinders Kerfed the bodies for the dance they ignored And then dust returned to the earth as it was I’ve seen flies eat men alive You’ll be safe with…. Honeybees took care of me, but the housefly never did So why have we made friends with him as he flies around our dead.

Tube Within A Tube At this my heart trembles just like the dappled sky While the backyard houses symphonies of overused wind chimes Umbrellas are for cowards for the foolish and the vain I’ll get my slippery coat wet again and again I’m just a worm I’m a tube within a tube Coming from earth for to get a taste of you Hopefully these colors Will rearrange themselves Into picture perfect sceneries Of pots and pans and bells Now let’s bang them all together And throw them in the sky Listen to the echoes keep on ringing till it's dry I’m just a worm I’m a tube within a tube Coming from earth for to get a taste of you If it rained for forty days Would I ever hear a sound? I was hoping that the fish had seen My lover’s body down Or maybe footprints leading to a treasure above the ground I’m just a worm I’m a tube within a tube Coming from earth for to get a taste of you It’s a foolish hope I know, but a hopeful one at least And it’s nice to know that Noah saved the beasts And it’s nice to know that thunder can make peace.