Order Of Insects

loosen up

let your jaw flap

react passively 

daze the docile 

with dramatics,

she’s giving 

you the eyes,

she doesn’t 

know you’re blind

she’s got praying 

mantis vibes,

I’ve got to revise

my posture

before she

bites down 

on my head,

I could beat

my wings

or rotate

my legs,

I could 

play along,

compose a killer 

courtship song,

engage my

animal magnetism,

risk – 

sexual cannibalism,

coax her kinship 

through acoustic signals

embrace the pitfalls

of mating rituals,

survive until

metamorphosis,

conjugate my

imaginal discs,

naturally hone 

my iridescent tint,

DNA structures 

etched in my

genetic blueprint

interjects 

the

order 

of 

insects,

and

one day

I will

be king