…when an ant is stepped on…

sad-woman

[Image Credit: CRUNCHPICS.COM]

my eyes in their fading shine

mistake specks of soil for something they are not

for fear to step on an ant

lest my shoe’s sole falls on one

but not hard enough for a merciful death

how then am i going to let die

a love of divine essence

one gasp for air at a time…

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

7.30.2015

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