it's wet.
oh no!
Still on your chain
wet and shiny.
your starting to look a little more grimy.
A few grey scuffs have grown upon you.
I thought the ants would be gone
hiding from the rain.
But instead
I look and see.
the moist white mints
are like mushy foam.
and its
drawn the ants to them
like home.
They are gathered around
in little -nice clusters.
strange it seems,
they have formed an orderly queue.
as they
chew-chew-chew.
I stand on my tiptoes
to get a better view.
( I think there's a slug)
-Fuck-
I realise
I've started a colony.
Bit by bit
they will devour you.
( Object response)
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