I TURN A LARGE MOSSY STONE
IN AN OLD ABANDONED DRAIN
A THOUSAND ANTS
LIKE HEADLESS CHICKENS
TUMBLE OVER EACH OTHER
DARTING IN ALL DIRECTIONS
TO ESCAPE
THE LIGHT IS THEIR ENEMY
THE DARK IS THEIR FRIEND
I TURN A LARGE MOSSY STONE
IN AN OLD ABANDONED DRAIN
A THOUSAND ANTS
LIKE HEADLESS CHICKENS
TUMBLE OVER EACH OTHER
DARTING IN ALL DIRECTIONS
TO ESCAPE
THE LIGHT IS THEIR ENEMY
THE DARK IS THEIR FRIEND