I am in a jar of bees
BZZZZZ, BZZZZZ - they hum
As they motor through the open spaces.
Most of the time they are calm, peaceful,
Even gentle.
They tangle in my hair, land on the cup of my ear, or
Walk up the bridge of my nose.
Oddly enough, they make me
Uncomfortable,
And so I swat them away, until
I am in a jar of angry bees,
Angry bees who want to sting me.
I wish I could get out
Of this jar
Of bees.
Photo from http://inventorspot.com/articles/bees_battle_crows_skies_over_tokyo_15980
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