she found herself 

trapped in dew 

and 

sensed

her time cut short…

so she stung 

innocence

when she found it bare…

upon memory’s blade

she steels herself and lives 

there

an hour or two or 

maybe three

still 

she causes pain

and yet

post mortum she remains

reminding others

she too 

flew

and yet…

it was her honey 

which lasts the

longest