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IN-FLEW-ANTS

Inspiration comes to me in swarms
Imbued, insect-ually encouraged
It stings, which in turn, prompts me to acknowledge
Making me think, while I bees waxing nostalgic
I wanna flea, but the itch urges me to keep scratching
I'm bombarded, by ideas harbored up in larva that's hatching
Motivation molts & changes like a natural reaction
My mind, stays elevated by this metamorphosis
Cobwebs, within my head, trap the inspiration close
This bug's life, I live, as a parasitic host
All the jive, that's in my hive, I just scribble down in notes
Illuminated by fireflys, provide me sight, when in the dark
Then my dreams spark
When ladybugs & queens hark, arousing all my deep thoughts
I pollinate the crop, that grows & dwells, inside of my heart
Like flies to shit, I strive, to fertilize my whole environment
Insecticides, try as they might, will never kill what's meant to live
If you think my muse is crawling
Look up & see that In-flew-ants
~disDain~