First, at the back of the neck,
then rapid fire, two more
near the right shoulder blade.
Lightning strikes, sparks I can’t reach,
can’t smother with either hand,
the throttle released, the cycle
slowing, then two more, tasers
against the lower back, a final needle
into the waist before I can get
my feet on the ground, pull my shirt
like a sack over my helmeted head
and let the wasp loose.