The Colony Of Ants (A Collection Of Corpse Poetry)
On the inner crevices of my eyebrows live
An entire assembly of ants.
Finding the pursuit of breeding pleasurable
They force they’re way, t’ward warmth and
Shelter.
There are no rules within this colony
They seek only pleasure and merriment.
This being such, they are taken to polygamous
Marriages;
And the vast reproduction of children ensues.
– The King of the army asserts his power with
Spitting
Bubbling
Dribbling motions.
The rest of the troupe follow his lead by burrowing
Deep within the hairs;
A Scraping and a scratching they go...
© Deborah Gordon 2008
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another good corpse poem
yes I am definately going to be cremated lol but good imaginative poem Debs well written from Willow
LOL!
Thanks Willow. It's kind of creepy to think about..but it was fun just to let my imagination run wild with these pieces!
DEbs :.0