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Published: July 23, 2012
Description: June bugs sometimes just want a friend, or do they?

You flew to me briefly scaring my soul

Your wings loud flutter captured me whole

I swatted, you persisted a fickle blow I did strike

I couldn’t be sure if you were the type that bites


It turns out you weren’t my heart steadied pace

Regaining composition, I wiped the hair from my face

Onlookers who were startled by my initial scream

Now watch me with intent as I wipe my sweat clean


You seemed a little confused I worry about your sight

Or was it simply an attack, did you mean to start a fight?

Whatever the case, please try to avoid future attacks

Now please excuse me, while I recollect my snacks