Zoo Animals The swarm of bees scorns me with its stingers plunging in and out of my flesh slowly but surely injecting its poison into me. The eyes of hawks that burn holes through my skin all the way to the bone never stop watching over me never stop gawking at me. The mouths of howler monkeys never are shut always screeching and howling about the way they see me and whether they agree with me or not with whom I am by my appearance and interest. The parasites of the wild are always trying to feed their fill or even more than their fill off of me. Biting and sucking the life out of me as if my meaning in life was to be fed off of.