we only take what we can
and return where we started
like ants stealing our sweets,
we consume the marrow
of this earth

we come back for more
in the hopes to acquire
the sweetness we worked hard for
often times, we are stopped,
mid-track, holding on to sweetness
or to nothing at all—

leaving behind what we have
or who we are, as the sweets
that people behind us
would stumble upon.