Ant

Everything counts in large amounts.

            The ant moves across the bath room floor.

            I am shitting and I watch its progress as it seeks water.

            I finish, wipe my a*s and the little

            Ant sips from a water droplet.

            Funny, I think.

            That we both do what we have to do to survive in this world.

Reviews

[Jack O]

Observational universe. Not really a good poem.

[Bare trees]

The third line kinda destroyed it for me.