Universal Applicant

Without work's calving increments

Or love's coltish punch

What would I be?

An animaless isthmus

Beyond the sea

Oh bees only swarm when they're looking for a home

So I followed them

I found the bees nest in the buffalo's chest

I drank their honey, that milk

I've seen this taste cased in almost every face

That's working to see it in all

And this kidnaps me

Tied up in a boat and kicked off to sea

In tight baby binding technique

My arm chews through the swaddling slings

There's a flare gun in my hand

I point it straight and point it high

And to the universe it applies

It lit things up in lavender

Where I'd been was might go

I saw the calf

I saw the bees

I saw the buffalo and the colt

Well I'm sure they all laughed at me

At me solo in my boat

The flare burned and fell

The boat burned as well

And the punk

And the lunk

And the drunk

And the skunk

And the hunk

And the monk in me

All sunk

Sunk, sunk, sunk, sunk, sunk.