A ceaseless motion
hither and yonder
like the jumbling of blind ants
in a narrow path
of wet pheromones.
Backbreaking labor
A cruel slaver
lashing his whip
that cracks painfully
drawing blood from the back
of the hapless wretch.
A joke that amuses no one
An insufferable itch
demanding to be scratched
so hard that it bleeds
Then in a moment
snuffed.
Asphyxiated and forgotten.
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 10:06 AM UTC
A ceaseless motion
hither and yonder
like the jumbling of blind ants
in a narrow path
of wet pheromones.
Backbreaking labor
A cruel slaver
lashing his whip
that cracks painfully
drawing blood from the back
of the hapless wretch.
A joke that amuses no one
An insufferable itch
demanding to be scratched
so hard that it bleeds
Then in a moment
snuffed.
Asphyxiated and forgotten.
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