Bee
Can’t you make yourself dull?
Why so yellow?
When I try to spell the word
Isn’t nerves enough
Enough that you don’t have to make the banner so blinding
Burning my eyes as if they weren’t already
So bright
Bursting
Everything’s bursting
My heart, my lungs, my mind
Everything but my brain
Oh what a difference
Mind and brain
Do thoughts come from the mind?
Do feelings come from the brain?
Speaking from the brain is just information
Speaking from the mind is true yet exciting
But best of all
Speaking from the heart is art
A masterpiece
The piece de resistance
Beauty
Spelling is the brain
Being a part of the bee
That’s the heart and mind
Melded into one amazing museum of stories and laughter
Hesitation
Mathematics, M-A-T-H-A-M-A-T-I-C-S, mathematics
“I’m so sorry, that’s incorrect”
M-A-T-H-E-M-A-T-I-C-S
And the bee stings
Already knowing that it made the wrong choice
But on the other hand
Rachel and I exchange a smile
It ices the sting
No more swelling
No more mind and heart
Just brain
pounding and buzzing like the bee it once was
