Swarms of scorpions, gnats, wasps,
carrion flies and biting fleas:
others are spread the world across
but bothersome enough, are these.
A wasp in a classroom
or on the bus, or even outside
will single me out for doom—
what you must be thinking inside.
But, list for a moment. List.
The hood and doors stand ajar
to service and vacuum the car,
the wasp appears, embarks a chase
that clears the seats, she marks my face:
angrily bangs the windshield.
Then after driving across the field,
three dots advance from afar—
she brings martial comrades for
round two—a demonic twist.