A bee man visiting china

Posted on Nov 23, 2014 in Poetry, Writing

A bee man visiting China
talked to his dog back in Maine,
with howls and with tears in his eyes,
Over signals bounced off the moon.
The dog must’ve thought he’d come come,
That he was in the next room.
But the bee man,
He was timezones away
And he cared for the dog
more than all the tea in China;
More than all the millions
she’d stolen away.