The wasp man

The wasp man had an astronaut's haircut - 

He aimed his poisoned wand at the sleeping nest - 

The day before, I'd glimpsed the nest, just before I was stung - 

Now this strange city of swaggering insects was being veiled in killing smoke - 

They'll all be finished by this afternoon the wasp man said - 

I felt a wave of sudden pity course through me - 

I pictured the larvae, stifled in their perfect hexagonal cells - 

I felt the fury and anguish of the queen - 

There was her world, broken in pieces at my feet - 

There's a visual metaphor here, I thought - 

09.15

Wednesday 1 August 2018

The Old School House 

East Stoke 

Dorset