FLOWER'S REVENGE (character monologue) 

a bee, a wasp 
a bug that stings 
trapped itself 
in my window screen
I could hear it's struggling 
I could hear it's screams 
just like the day it attacked me

so I dared not come close 
and so to... to give it a hand? 
I dare not come closer 
for what? so it may sting me again? 

you know how bees are 
you know how bees may get

well, the high noon sun 
tried frying it 
my caretaker just shrieked as she flew out the door 
I, on the other hand 
I remained still 
and I watched it 
and I studied it 
and I looked it down 
struggling with it's winged self 
and I closed the window's glass 
as I watched it
cry out- GASP- for air!

by the time it died 
or so I thought 
it's body resembled a raisin.
What humor I found starring 
at it's shriveled 
purpled 
blackened 
form. 
it seemed so powerless 
in it's state of life 
ha! or in this case 
lack of-


I thought of his family 
and how they might avenge 
follow the scent- plot my demise 
plan their revenge 

and I dreamed of swarms 
of yellow blackened bees 
but when I awoke 
from my very dream 
they were no where to be seen 

and I looked out my window 
to see it's .... 
mortal remains 
and I asked myself 
was I too cruel 
was I inhumane? 
to take revenge 
well you tell me 

you know how bees are 
you know how bees may get... 

but... what's this 
what's this? 
how can it be? 
this bee! this bee! 
maybe it's me? 
that crawls about my window screen 
it's body supple, yellow and black 
it seems but how 
that it is back 
the horror! the torment! 
the memory of the trampled petals 
"dear mother of god 
I can never open 
my window again!"