manic monday

Two ants, one from the east, one from the west,

Scurrying back and forth on a fence rail

Following chemical signposts on an invisible highway

Left by those who came before

Searching for something that leads to treasure

That they can carry back to their hill

They meet in the middle, circle one another,

Exchange professional courtesies and trade secrets

Then depart in opposite directions

Scurrying back and forth on a fence rail

Following chemical signposts on an invisible highway

Left by those who came before

8-21-23