Sharing honey breeds dependence wild ideas need acceptance
It isn’t the fault of our nectar laid friends though ‘fault’ and blame yield miserable ends
Emotional resonance is the lazy thinker’s path doubt and dissidence yield discovery at last
Whether you’re wild or honey a child without money an influence of confluence in a hive mind, something funny
I’m a combination of buzz ‘n lust arisen from ashes, energy, ‘n dust ejected from starstuff ‘n molded in crust Constantly dying, as even metal rusts
Though the story is indestructable as long as someone chooses to listen. So I choose to pollenate flowering ideas like I was born on this mission.