RAMBLINGS OF THE MIND

"STRIPES, the Queen Bee will kill me if she finds out about us," JoeBee whispered to her ear while they both lay down on the soft petals of a yellow flower, just a few meters from the east entrance of the park.

 

"So, like, why is it wrong to, like, love a drone like you?" Like, duh!" Stripes mumbled, as she looked intently at JoeBee's wrinkled eyes.

 

"You know, I will die once I make love with you, or with the Queen Bee, for that matter. This thing that will give you happiness will remain in you, along with my abdominal parts which will be ripped off from my body," JoeBee explained, wondering if it was better to have made a vow of celibacy.

 

"And, like, after that fleeting moment of joy, like, you will have done your purpose in life, and then, like, eventually die."