Yellowjackets In The Wallflowers

Made of bone and seed

It’s blade ornate and silver  

Now monarch turned steed 

Matter it misuses

Like chess with checkers 

It’s edge it abuses

“Hey complexity,

My spark wasn’t illuminated, it was sucked out of me and worn down. 

I self-sabotaged and when you got confused that got you upset because I couldn’t keep up. 

You kept me in the dark for feeling confused then punished me. 

Do please forgive me.”

Smells like mulberry

Blonde hairs braided with hemp beads

Brimming with motley

In the walls live great wasps with wings made of ashen paper 

That morph into psychopomps with torcs of distorted rage

Cloaked and cadaverous with fingers powered by arcane

Who are afraid of adhesives and eat cosmic garlands  

Revenants that control the threshold and wield the withered  

Cicadas chirp and play on blue horns and ochre fiddles 

Yellowjackets in the wallflowers dance as they cry out

As they peel off, turn to pulp, and wrinkle back In-Between

Striped alabaster  

Composed of monoplaster 

Screaming go faster 

“Hello syntropy,

My spark wasn’t dimmed, it was beaten out of me and broken down. 

I self-sabotaged and when you got upset that got you confused because I couldn’t keep up.  

You kept me in the dark then punished me for feeling confused. 

Do please forgive me.”

Calling to fulfill

Like a game of telephone 

Liminally ill

You miss the old me 

And I yearn for the old you 

Like long time no see 

© Niklen 9/13/26