I Sat with an Assassin

I sat down beside an assassin on a bench in the sun.

I looked over and there she was,  looking back at me like an unwanted intruder.

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Our eyes met as we sized each other up.

I was clearly bigger, but she was armed and had on armor.

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Was this bench in the sun worth fighting over?

My instincts told me to move away,

but I was fascinated by her fearlessness.

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Her slow, deliberate movements were mesmerizing.

She kept her eyes on me as she stretched out her arms and tilted her head.

I knew she was part of the Reduviidae clan.

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I recognized her weapon. I knew the harm it could do.

So why did I sit beside this assassin, Arilus Cristatus?

We both felt that the bench was ours.

We both wanted to pause in the sunshine.

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Neither of us chose to do battle.

Finally, she crawled over the back of the bench.

Feeling her way with her long arms.

Dragging her weapon beneath her.

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Follow the fearless FLOWER.

 

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