This was written as an exercise in Writers Reading Poetry Seminar, and was supposed to be repetitive; but I ended up changing some of the words in editing.
Quite the Lady (bug)
Red and dotted with symmetrical spots, making dotted
lines on leaves in May. When you’re seen, a squeal of joy presents,
as you continue dotting gardens with your microscopic toes.
Marching in an army of little red soldiers, I see
you as an army of one; defending Black Eyed Susans
with familiar spots of their own and protecting your
femininity with your simple name.
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