Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Enough Crumbs Piled Together and Compounded Make a Mound

You can’t

The words

By damned
White ants.

They have
No eyes;

They have
No wings;

They’re born
To eat

The ends
Of things.

But add
Them all

To life’s
Toll, and

Seems grand

To life’s
Damned ants.

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