Originally posted 9/18/2012.
we are waiting for a table
in this restaurant
watching an ant
on the wall
watching an ant
watching an ant
watching an ant
on the wall
waiting for the ant
to walk the whole wall
betting on the ant
who is walking the wall
if the ant walks the whole wall before we are called
we will take that ant to our table
we will take that ant to the table
we swear we will take that ant to the table
for how much could an ant possibly eat
a crumb or two maybe that falls from our plates
a crumb or two maybe
a crumb
how perfectly privileged we are
that we get a table to wait for
in this town where people might not have a table
a table to be filled with food
so let’s feed the ant
who is walking the wall
walking the whole length of the long wall
how much could one ant eat
that ant is inspiring
I’m going to buy a ukulele
and once I know how to play
or maybe a little before that
I will write a song with a ukulele
sing it at an open mike
singsong a song for the struggle of ants
fight hunger with a ukulele
that ant is going to owe us
for the crumbs we offer
for the ukulele fight song
for not crushing her this time
if she is not grateful enough
you know she can forget the crumbs
damned if we write another song about her
you watch how swiftly the thumb will come down

November 29th, 2014 at 9:12 am
Sorry, the title unleashed a bit of cognitive dissonance here. Enjoyed the poem!
November 29th, 2014 at 9:17 am
100% intentional.
November 29th, 2014 at 10:13 am
I thought so! One of the reasons I adore your blog!