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and the sky was art
remember
it looked intentional

one of us
was stung by a bee
in the aching afterwards
hidden in long grass

like petrol
on a puddle
that sky
raw bleeding poppy
through bruised fushia
lightening to lavender
on its way to bluebell

we found the bee
a gorgeous little furry corpse

"perhaps pollution"
one of us said of the sky
as if we even knew what that meant

we buried the bee
beneath the gentle grass

#Poetry #Writing #MastoPrompt #vss365Today prompt - 24th Nov - lavender.