I was swatting at the bee and it stung
me and everyone said,
"But why did you let the bee around you?"
as if I were the one who flew and buzzed
and spent my days in pursuit of honey.
The stinger got stuck.
It had to be coaxed out
while the bee lay
dying. An appropriate punishment.
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