Day 2,031 (Outside the Hive)

The bees are dying. No one knows
why. Saying hello as you roll
away does nothing
to clear away this rain.  

The beekeeper rarely speaks,
his voice cracks from disuse. I resist
filling in his blanks. They are not
blank, but beveled 

with premonition. Lightning
could destroy the hive. But that’s not it.
And if it was, you still wouldn’t stand still
long enough to take anyone’s advice.

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