50

I’ve wadded in the river, made a scene

Each day’s a cue and each must play a role

We sit in black communion ‘neath a screen

To read our futures in sans serif scroll

“Accept our of’ring, teach us to enthrall”–

Thus prays each ant ‘cross all the concrete sprawl.

 

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