Sunday, December 15, 2024

nothing to see here, all is well

like enormous
bees
they arrive in droves
buzzing up
and down,
between the clouds,
the trees.
dozens of them.
large as cars,
small
as dogs.
strange drones.
what are they?
biological
weapons,
nuclear bombs?
hovering with no
rhyme or reason.
are they eyes,
not so secret surveillance
on our lives?
but the government says,
with a grey coat shrug,
beats me,
but 
all well,
no worries.
nothing to see here.
go back
into your homes.

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