At 2 A.M.
it was all a
blooming, buzzing confusion.
Under thick moonlight
a red ant died with a smile.
Bluetooth devices already
connected without permission.
Sad part was
I was the dictator red in tooth and claw
for the ant family. But I am just a dot
in this pale blue dot of earth.
I cannot tell that in their pheromones lingo. Pity.
Hid the body
and couldn’t stomach the ongoing curses
so
I gave them a holy book and took the pillow ride.
Thy Vox 
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