2.26.2012

a bunch of poems about ants i wrote 4-5 years ago and saved in a folder i forgot about

HOME


Little ants crawl carefully on my face





BED


Softly I email the little ants who advertise car-insurance during Divorce Court





ANTS


Where are the ants who will slowly assemble the future?





AMERICAN ANTS


The bed's infested with tiny people and I'm so tired I lay upon them and eat until I can't eat anymore





THE SKY'S HUGE TODAY WITH BUFFALO AND WE CAN ONLY WAIT FOR THE END OF ONE THING AND THE BEGINNING OF ANOTHER


I love you more cunningly than ants with robot-arms





FLESH ANTS


From here my tits are prettier than anything




SOME GENERAL INSTRUCTIONS


Pickling the little ants may not make them love you





HEART ANTS MARCHING SLOWLY TOWARD THE OCEAN


The calcium from the bones sustained us





ANT FUNERAL


From there, their tits were so beautiful





SOME GENERAL INSTRUCTIONS 2


To love a thing is to be a thing which's why I hoist my meat in the mirror





ANTS OF DESPAIR


There is no red refrigerator





POSTCARD FROM A PART OF THE WORLD WHERE I'M ALMOST SURE NO PERSON WAITS WITH HIDDEN KNIVES


Everyone here's named Dickson and we're murdering the robots precisely


DREAMS OF THE ANT-TOMORROW


The aliens were taller and better-armed before the sale





ANT-MASSACRE


The insides were not inside





DESERT JOURNIES OF ANTS


They have special night-vision-goggles for late-night operations





ONE ANT MAY LOVE ANOTHER ANT BUT ONLY FOR A SHORT TIME AND ONLY WHEN YOU AND I COLLAPSE SLOWLY THROUGH THE FRESHLY TURNED SOIL


We only buried three of them and only after we separated their little ant-parts and removed the thin exoskeleton we now wear as eye-glasses





WE COULD EAT PEOPLE IF THERE WERE ENOUGH OF US


Miniature umbrellas for the parade





LITTLE ANTS DRUNK IN BOISE WALK SLOWLY THROUGH THE RAIN


I love you because


THE FEET ARE EATING OTHER FEET SO WE GO SOMEWHERE ELSE AGAIN


Ant-movie-blockbusters happen only biannually when the long marches end in the mountains and after the frost-bitten are roasted bitterly for film





SEVENTEEN SWITCHBLADES FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY


Politely cutting faces is beautiful today





PEOPLE ONLY LOVE PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM


Ants crawl from my fingertip to my nose





SEPARATE IS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU


The ants can march between our body-parts if you want





TOAST AND SOUP


Sad to know the little ants will never eat





MINIATURE ANTS IN THE MINIATURE FUTURE


I want so much to be smaller even than ants


THERE ARE NO ANT-HITMEN


To kill one ant you must kill every other ant





STARVING ANTS MARCHING THROUGH THE FOOTHILLS OF THE HIMALAYAS


The melted snow is undrinkable but we drink anyway and sleep for a while.

1 comment:

  1. Gasp! This offers so many moments for leisurely contemplation. I loved "DESERT JOURNEY OF ANTS" as I am having an obsessive streak with the desert and Joshua Trees currently. But the line "The ants can march between our body-parts if you want" is my favorite :)

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