Three skin strikes upon a red welt -
A little greater than a fish belly white pin head -
An accident in nothing more adventurous than a pristine pool
Tell of this fire ant's excellence
At being a fire ant and
Capacity for harm
That even being a-float
In what was for this creature a vast sea
Did not keep him from capacity for hurt
And a certain destiny
That returned his fire to God
Never to sting again.
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