The Sting Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Flesh

Flesh hides the lovers
Inside its shells,
But the lovers break out
in vengeance

Flesh lowers it's cords
Into earth,
but flash out
a new identity,

a child in the hangar,
a child in the freezer,

Womb woman flesh,
took all mortal wounds,

Discover
The Tower and Pit
of London

Lustful origins
discovers the wasp's hives,

And the itches,
never stopped,

And the itches,
propagate indefinitely
indiscreetly,
inside the shells,