Tuesday, March 04, 2008

No Place to Live

The outsider
roars through the garden,
upending the lives of
the ants, grass, and beetles.
He leaps for the ball and slides through their homes.
They cry out in fear
What will we do
with no place to live?

He comes home to learn
his house is in danger.
The wood is infested
by ravenous termites.
He cries out in fear
What will I do
with no place to live?

I wrote this while I was editing Vanity

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