Ants
On
The
Kitchen
Sink
Like
They
Think
It’s
Summer
Camp.
I turn
On
The
Switch
And
With
An
Arc
And
A
Spark,
Blow
Out
The
Counter
Lamp.
I rush
Back
And
Forth
South
To
North,
Man,
This
Is
No
Way
To
Start
Saturday.
I remove
The
Bowl
Of
Ripening
Fruit,
Which
Likely
Caused
Ant
Pursuit,
And
Apply
Death
To
Every
One
I see.
Ah,
Me.
As
For
The
Lamp,
I don’t
Know
What
I’ve
Done,
It
Won’t
Come
On.
The
Repair
Shop
Is
Open
From
Ten
To
One.