honey bee — [I] (i)

are those trees waving
are they waving at me

perfectly framed by the window
they are waving

three furs
i’d guess in their thirties

old enough to be married
settled down

thinking about dogs and cats
and houses and kids

and they’re waving
waving at me

framed by the window
a double frame

metal painted dark
clean glass

with the bigger pane
transmitting

trees waving
trees waving at me

what do they think
they’re thinking of

ancient front