NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 3

my brain buzzes
a beehive
ruled by competing
overfed queens

i once read that bees
will surround an invader
–say a wasp or a hornet–
building a little sun around him
raising the temperature
of their abdomens
cooking the intruder alive

i wonder, does the wasp
pop like popcorn
burnt in a microwave
leaving a greasy tendril
of smoke

what has crawled into my head
i smell something

stopgap measures (20170122)

grab me by the shoulders
and shake me
see if you can hear
the sense rattling
in my gourd

don’t worry
my brain will stay
where it belongs
i’m not a baby
and i’ve got the neck
muscles of a brahmin priest’s
prize bull

open me up though
and you will find
my contents may
have settled
during shipping

you can always
spray some
construction foam
in there
it’ll expand
and ooze out the holes
where the sound
comes in
comes out

peace and quiet
party of two