the house
smaller before
up thirteen steps one
     giant room sits;
waiting for someone to
     finish building him
watch the worrisome in
     window's paned glass
its fog--its trees outside
a wasp dwells between the
glass and the screen
     crawling up

looking for that "just big
     enough" opening 
 
three wasps the next day
racing slowly toward that
     place in the middle
that way out
third day the three lie dead
     on the sill. . . . .;
Only to be gone from the window 
     on the fourth
two wasps on the fifth day appear
     appearing in the same manner . . ..
Only to be dead on the sixth
. . .and gone the    seventh.

going up the stairs on the third
               maybe fourth
month
     the room on the right lighter
than the left
contained many wasps
over a thousand     where 
they lived until i found them
. . . . .and I found them dead
and the worrysome in the paned-
     glass window had left

and all was well


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