Ants + Flies

Flying ants shed their wings
Crawl in vain for their lives
Stomped upon, carelessly
Like shit that draws flies
Honestly, am I dead to you?
You claimed one and one are two
Now the truth seems so untrue
And lies will never do
Lies will never do
Curled up warm beneath your feet

I pick apart the words I eat
And what I'd give to watch you sleep
Breathing deep between the sheets
Who's harvesting alarms?
Who's slaughtered all the sheep?
Who's punctured all the clouds
That taught the clergy how to weep?
You breathe in all the mold
It climbs each rung under your ribs
The building block fortress crumbles

You revisit the crib