Troublemaker
shoving your nose
where it shouldn’t be
they got you all right
must have been thirty
burrowing all over your fur
shoving in
those ugly teardrop stingers
I had to scrape them
from your skin with a stick
your eyes so wild
so blank so full of pain
over and over
kept finding more
even when we got indoors
and your nose
began swelling
like a laundry bag
I pulled a dead one
from your burning ear
Understand
I tried to draw their fire
but they’d marked you out
all they wanted was
you, you, you