Bee

When I most need solitude, I wish to be a magnet. Anything with a heartbeat will do. I imagine myself as a droplet of honey, sweet and desirable. I strive to fill a hole that can only be filled by my own sweet nectar. The unbearable glimpse of my awkward body alone in a crowd, an ant surrounded by a million colonies, yet like an elephant making its way through a tea party. The silence of my mind makes my heart flutter like a hummingbird.