This tiny two-line poem sets up a small puzzle and a gentle joke. The first line sounds like a question, or a note to self: where do you keep a tune indoors? A tune is something you might hum or play, but it also feels like something that belongs outside, in open air. The second line answers with an odd, charming image: getting a bee to sing psalms. The title, "Buzz feeder," suggests a bee being fed, and the buzzing becomes the music.
The speaker seems quietly amused and a little wistful. Bringing a bee inside, or bringing its hum into a house, is a way of holding on to something wild and natural. A psalm is a sacred song, so the buzzing is treated almost as prayer. The mood is light, curious and reverent at once. It's a poem about wanting to make room for nature's small music, while knowing that's a slightly absurd thing to ask of a bee.