Centipede

I often have a rare flower in mind...

Honey bees feed 
Flowers cross pollinate 
Germinate and breed...

Yet all I get is the stench... 

The wasps polluting a picnic...
A sugar soaked sticky bench 
Swatted away 
The hot tempered drinking...

Binging all day
A bad example I lead
A lemur in the jungle 
Chewing on a toxic centipede 
Exhausted and bored 
I fall to the cool forest floor 
Mother nature will take me

Surrendered.... 

A defenceless baby 
Mother nature
Will reincarnate me 
Make me suffer 
Once more 
I am a slave to the truffle....

Mother nature's wild boar