2003/ants

ANTS

They’re back,
hoards of them lurking
beneath the videos
in the drugstore.
I spray the counters
down with vinegar,
the bed linens
the couch cushions.
Still they crawl on me,
when I sit, or lie down,
or go to the bathroom.
They scurry across
the coffee table,
lie in wait in the carpet pile.
You suggest we pick them
off each other.
Like gorillas, I say.
It is something to think about,
something to consider.

8/7/03