Venus Flytrap

Sometimes, I am like an unwise bee.

As I fly around the world, exposed to a variety of colourful flowering plants,
I don’t spend time carefully evaluating and testing those with real nectar.
I dart speedily to the most attractive and appealing ones, only to discover it’s not a friendly flowering plant but a Venus flytrap flower.

The Venus fly trap produces flowers. Like plants, they produce flowers to seed and reproduce, but these flowers are separate from the traps and are used to attract insects. Drawn to the gluey trap, the insects become trapped, and the plants close and consume the insects. 

Like an unwise bee
I fly into extravagant, flamboyant, gold-like situations.
I become glued to the sweet taste of bodily flavour,
While ignoring backseat thoughts, whispering, “It’s a trap.”

On the night of one trapped experience,
I dream.
I dream of speedily driving a car through a hilly country. 
Quickly manoeuvring around a steep corner.
Ending in a cul-de-sac.

Reversing and turning around,
Slowly steering around the same corner,
Realising it’s a single-lane road,
With a dangerous precipice.

Meaning erupts from dreams.
Slow down.
Slow down.
Study, search, and see clearly.
Not all flowering plants
Have healthy nectar.