The Poetry of Ants

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The Rapture

I’ve seen the signs And it’s the end of the world Gaia whispered to my dream Warned me of the death-bell’s toll The city opened up its eyes From its deaf, unbroken rest He saw the rape and wailing The great denials And in his rage, he fell depressed The cave-ins swallowed the sanctuary TheContinue reading “The Rapture”

Dual Souls

Two leaves come to rest on the surface of a pond The water is striated by intersecting ripples One leaf is shrivelled and brown The other, unripe green But the ripples they make are identical in breadth The surface tension reverberating As a plucked string

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