Invaded by Ants
Stumbling, slipping, staggering
A pilgrimage through the yellow forest
leading out to the icy sea.
Stumbling, slipping, staggering
Across the bumpy ways and grooves
Passing through yet another forest
This one of green.
Leading again to the mottled sea.
Stumbling, slipping , staggering.
Mopped up by a fearsome phobic queen
Wearing pink tissue shrouds, thrown into the whirlpool
Never to be seen again.
November 11, 1993
(note: the forests refer the the shag carpeting in my old apartment - the sea is the linoleum floor)
A pilgrimage through the yellow forest
leading out to the icy sea.
Stumbling, slipping, staggering
Across the bumpy ways and grooves
Passing through yet another forest
This one of green.
Leading again to the mottled sea.
Stumbling, slipping , staggering.
Mopped up by a fearsome phobic queen
Wearing pink tissue shrouds, thrown into the whirlpool
Never to be seen again.
November 11, 1993
(note: the forests refer the the shag carpeting in my old apartment - the sea is the linoleum floor)
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