Ants That Bring

some are born to grow some are prone to eat some are bred for the very edge, these are the ants that bring... still others yearn to escape the lords of powder and paper kings - coyotes skip aside the river Hope licking the souls of sugared bones, a maze sits confidently between death and a home that only lives in dream... those entrenched stockpile buds of lead shake their heads and kick the dust afraid of shadow- afraid of flesh, three piecers roll die on a velvet lie... golden parachutes close to chest will rupture the pigment of hopefull sky- A ball of mimes stand in the wings juggling while attached to revolutionary strings singing: some are born to grow some are born to eat ~~~