About two centimetres in size,
it drones near,
something that you can probably call a bee
with black wings spread in balancing,
it suddenly wants to attack me
and I want smack it, damning it away.
About two centimetres in size
it drones near,
wants to intervene in my life like a mad despot
with a attacking dive quite openly,
making that I want to call out a string of curses
eager to its attack, like a religious devout,
about two centimetres in size.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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