Something sad happened to you
Something bad happened to your heart
Someone hurt you, but it was accident
Which makes it all the more painful
Darling, what's wrong?  
Honey, why are you crying?  
Sweetheart, please talk to me
Give me a reasoning
Baby, I do care
Seeing you like this breaks my heart
Come back to me
We're drifting apart
Why have I lost you?
Where did you go?
What did I do
That made us no more?
I don't understand
What I've done to deserve this
When I thought it was clear that we were perfect
I gave you my secrets
And the last parts of my heart
Now I'm empty
And all torn apart

you were never one to confess to
you were never one to express to
your reactions made me too stressed to
so I expected less and less from you
til there wasn't much left to do
except admit that we weren't one but two

the little ant hill is pooping out more piles of sand

piling little grains of metals high into the sky

they shine immaculately in the sunshine

as the rows of workers stream through the citys’ veins



they carry their plump, white babies

nurtured through larval state to maturity

the work continues tirelessly, ceaselessly

over green hills and through forests



over land and around the suburbs

families sit in their homes around television sets

the hills of little grains pile higher and higher

their antennae turn upward and sense the setting sun



night falls and the work is paused

the night beasts move around the piles of grain

the structure collapses and the residents scatter

rain begins and the flood is upon



the little ant hill is pooping out more piles of sand

piling little grains of metals high into the sky

shining brilliantly in the sun

the colony remains



**originally posted on my blog https://sublimeobscenities.wordpress.com/ on May 24, 2014