The Dead Bee

Waiting for the bus and noticed a dead bee in a spiders web.

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A dead bee in an empty web - 
(Weaving as he goes) Appears at first glance
To be a magical levitating against all 
Rational thought sort of thing.

A closer look - I can see the thin
Strands invisible in the shadows 
Holding the dead hollow creature. 
(this is how it ends?)

A fine architecture of wealthy lies
The structure of our modern endeavour

And she was but a child atop the crow's nest
- The exulted call of the carrion eaters! - 

Suspended in a web above Gaia's child
 
   ((Meandering Mother) (Incest Lover)
   (Murderer of the Piercing Serpent)
   (Water Dragon of Chaos) (Demon of Envy))

A sprig of myrtle - And scattered salt
In her hair - and the dead hovering bee
At the bus stop - 

   And as she fell (with a whimper)
   She thought of far away green 
   She thought of her love.