Ants

11.08.2014


i like the ants
so silk- so clay
tipping toes
take away
softly nose
and as they stroll
terribly small
forget no smell
clinging walls
fast flurrying
the stones
the moss
the hay
forever around
i see them fall
the sun under
the stones above
terribly wall
tipping on wells
take away

oh ants, take me away