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Me vs. Bee

by Madeline Pestolesi

Annoying like white eyeliner,
But with the threat of a sting,
You buzz continually around the assortment of syrups
Three times I humanely catch and release
Only so you can return
To bounce stupidly off the only closed window.

I whip a coffee-stained towel
In your direction
Hoping to direct you out the open window
And it’s a direct hit.
Afraid I only pissed you off enough to sting,
I turn and see you twitching on the floor.

Flooded with guilt,
I fling you out the coffee-cart window,
Debating if I should stomp you out of your misery.

Distracted by blender difficulties,
I return to see if you’ve recovered
(Or died)
But you’ve gone.

In the battle of me vs. bee,
Though the first one down,
Bee has triumphed.

I will probably be stung tomorrow.

07/26/2004

Author's Note: I changed "snap" to "hit." It does sound better.

Posted on 07/28/2004
Copyright © 2025 Madeline Pestolesi

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Traci Mabats on 07/28/04 at 08:32 PM

I would say direct hit intead of snap, but I love this either way. You're a better woman than I, Mr. Bee would have been squished by round two. Either buy a latte or be on your way SIR! Lol.

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