Broken ball bearings of bombs beneath the battered
Beaches and buoyed boys bounce bats of beauty
Beyond their brothers, because they’re baited and bothered
With the brash and backwards bludgeoning of bees
By banks and Big Bell carriers, between brevity
And briefness, business of bullshit
As beggars burn their butter, already bummed
Bystanders of bureaucratic botanists who beguile the beauty
Of barracudas and sea barons
Because boysenberries bought rather than bequeathed
Bury the big bang beliefs bellowed by bagpiping beasts.