like forgotten debris i will sit outside

i made it up the river again
swiped sweat from my brow onto ant friends
hustling collecting sustenance to hibernate
or spend their winter wide awake

through an uncovered blowhole round

clearing obstructed deep sea diver sound
expelling mucus for the masses

which for their colony is molasses

not flicked tobacco butts that cause cancer

nor beetle nut fiber formicidae need for bulk

a candy wrapper is the answer

for corn syrup makes no ant sulk

on a path with stallions, cows, and leaf tiles cute

an urban planner thought he’d mention

sundial night lights cannot dispute

they ease my hypertension

silver serpents slither from ledge to grass

before groundskeepers make their pass
exposing hideouts they worked hard to burrow

snake-less tunnels causing sorrow

with tropical winter coming back
wind that whips, fireworks crack
empty Baolida-B bottles in the morn

that kept some lonesome rider warm

like forgotten debris i will sit outside

exposed to unforgiving elements wide
like Northeast foliage i return

as Taichung’s winter sunlight burns

September 20, 2017