do hornets like donuts?

that is so Seuss
a thought in a noose
daring to hang
around

this is not Seuss
with meter too loose
daring to mock
a sound

what is this then
a poem of zen?
about what it's not
to be found

if hornets like donuts
then wasps might resign
to dine with an ant
on a mound

does it astound?

too real?

i am alone because the delusion of caring that passes for caring among humans, like religions and most other human delusions, has always turned me off and i never could get the delusion that such pretentious caring/sharing actually relieves loneliness...

is this too real for you?

what?

is this a coy inquiry?