Ants

Ants

A Poem by JR

I have so little control over

anything in my life but I can kill

all you little motherfucking ants

I work hard, every day, I sweat

in a way I give what I have to

give away which means I make

money, I can afford poison,

so though I have no control

on anything else in my life,

I will kill every last one of

you m***********s.

© 2020 JR


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I can see you are quiet vital and busy writer . You post quiet often new poetry. I cannot actually write like more then 2 pieces per day. I cannot let them go . If I write more i don't think so it will be so great but anyway.


Here I can see again some insect poetry. Or those ants are just symbol for something bigger. Maybe potential metaphor how Rome Empire parish at ashes of Barbarians and other tribes. Or it's can be some poor folk with low wages cannot even afford some defence against to miniature aliens. Or it's can be about mind control when one person have no more control only what he can do is violent act. I guess there can be lot of meaning but i let anybody else to figured out. Great multiply write like always and on forever.

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JR

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I write in bursts, and some of it is complete s**t but it leads me to something greater. I try not t.. read more
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If this is literally about ants, I can relate to your frustrations. After three professional exterminations, they're still here. And every single time I had to give my precious free time to packing twenty years of stuff up in boxes -three times a year. They're still crawling though - hate insects.

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JR

4 Years Ago

Yeah, literally ants is what inspired this... lol. They are invading me. But I napalmed them with bu.. read more
Carina Baumert

4 Years Ago

I hear ya. I got those pint sized red ones, that eat things like Crisco, fish, and savory items whil.. read more
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I can see you are quiet vital and busy writer . You post quiet often new poetry. I cannot actually write like more then 2 pieces per day. I cannot let them go . If I write more i don't think so it will be so great but anyway.


Here I can see again some insect poetry. Or those ants are just symbol for something bigger. Maybe potential metaphor how Rome Empire parish at ashes of Barbarians and other tribes. Or it's can be some poor folk with low wages cannot even afford some defence against to miniature aliens. Or it's can be about mind control when one person have no more control only what he can do is violent act. I guess there can be lot of meaning but i let anybody else to figured out. Great multiply write like always and on forever.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

JR

4 Years Ago

I write in bursts, and some of it is complete s**t but it leads me to something greater. I try not t.. read more
...

4 Years Ago

Here is how I am cooking my poems. I write from total emptiness let one day to cool off under my bed.. read more

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Placerville, CA



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