I began to feel sick
and dizzy also.
discordant action
plowing me flat.
I had to swerve around
each and every one.
off-balance, I was
and feeling the heat.
I wanted some space
but I wasn't given any.
buzzing around my ears
and in my face.
although I wasn't touching,
the putrid honey I could taste.
it was in the air
sticking against me.
an ant on a leaf
in the concrete jungle.
trapped in the swarm
tip-toed around the plug-hole.
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wow Jack..
Glad you've joined allpoetry! Finally get to read your stuff. I love the detail here.. the slight description of story.. esp. when you meantion in the 6th part 'buzzing', then in 7th 'honey', and 8th 'sticking'.. you linked the words well.. and carried it on til the end when you wrote 'swarm'.. you carried it all good! writeee mooorrreee mr!
look forward to reading more yes!!
love Leanne
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