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soda bottle
someone
forgot to
dispose
of you,
they walked
away,
leaving you
sitting
on that
waist
high wall,
your cap
nearby,
ants busily
march
single file
in and out
of your soul,
trying
to devour
your sweet
potion.
forgot to
dispose
of you,
they walked
away,
leaving you
sitting
on that
waist
high wall,
your cap
nearby,
ants busily
march
single file
in and out
of your soul,
trying
to devour
your sweet
potion.
Published 1st Apr 2024
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1st Apr 2024 10:49am
Dear J,
I loved the image of that lone bottle and its abandonment. I suppose if I dig deeper I could get annoyed by the thoughtlessness of the person not throwing it away. But, the ants did what they do best. I enjoyed this write. H🌷
I loved the image of that lone bottle and its abandonment. I suppose if I dig deeper I could get annoyed by the thoughtlessness of the person not throwing it away. But, the ants did what they do best. I enjoyed this write. H🌷
1st Apr 2024 10:59am
2nd Apr 2024 00:17am
Those ants sure are keen on exactly where to find that magic, even when obscured by the thickness of a can or bottle
2nd Apr 2024 7:40am
