On sitting one evening against a wooden fence, watching my friend skate a ditch
it came to my attention that
not five inches from my face was a yellow-jacket nest
they looked at me and I at them, with no need for alarm
as I have coexisted with them my whole life, and have never had them do any harm
it surprises me the fear most have of creatures capable of inflicting pain
when they, themselves, are usually to blame.
-me
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