Acquiesce to my insect,
Spread your petals wide,
But beware the stinging object,
At the end of my spine
...
Cacaphonic catalyst of my heart,
Drag me screaming right back to the start,
Like a phoetal injection, a cyclical correction,
My dead emotions rise like a resurrection,
...
Bumble Bee
Acquiesce to my insect,
Spread your petals wide,
But beware the stinging object,
At the end of my spine
Emasculate my hairy knees,
In your pollen guise,
And ride my translucent wings,
Beneath the summer skies
Fervid for my honey,
The gold you will provide,
The altruistic sweetness,
Created in my hive.