THE BATTLE ON MY BATHROOM FLOOR

by Jonathan Chisdes

armies clashed on my bathroom floor
fighting to the death
killing with mandibles

when i arrived on the scene
over a hundred tiny corpses littered the field
between my shower and toilet

one lone ant left alive
carried the body of his dead friend
back into the wall to burry

what were they fighting over
how could ants have organized armies
and why did they hallow my bathroom floor

i cleaned up most of the corpses
flushed them down the toilet
and mopped up the ant blood from the cold linoleum

then i went to bed and dreamed about sex

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