I picture all of New York City
with its infinitely tall buildings full of rooms and corridors,
closets, stairs, and elevators -
combs full of worker bees making honey, making money,
buzzing in their waxy geometric cubicles.
the Queen Mayor oversees her hives,
driving through the sticky streets
in her limousine.
-EL
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