Yellow Black Boy buzzes fast, Swoops beyond me, falling past, Jerking to a hidden groove, Swirling stinger, slowly moves.
Bouncing headways hits the glass, Crawling, searching, moves at last, Buzzing, take off, bounce again, Lying, waiting, is it dead?
Yellow Black Boy on the floor, Couldn't hold out anymore. Flower honey, furry beast, I hope you've found your sweet release.
You sit there in your comfort, you don't believe I'm real. But you cannot buy protection from the way that I feel!
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