NaPoWriMo Day 16: Heavy

Ants. They show me ants

Marching across the path

Suddenly a way to connect

With the one that avoids me

We see an evicted queen

Or perhaps one starting out alone

“They usually die”

I’m informed

Mate, don’t I know it.

We watch the incredible, impossibly straight lines of workers

Guarded by winged soldiers

They carry bee corpses


Slices of leaf

Held aloft like

Comically large shark costumes.

They can carry

Many times their own weight

I know you do too.

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