verb provoke, upset
How did you grow in spite, with your saw-edge leaves, dark and laced with formic – the acid of biting ants? A great survivor, you, to colonise no-go borderlands, a friend to bramble, taking root in soil so poor. Did you ignore the laws of eat, be ate? And as if to punish me, you casually brush my skin. But I have learnt a way to hold you firm, so that no part can pique. Perhaps I will boil you for my soup, or merely take the lesson, that those that sting are fragile in their core.