The Hill
B
Barry Middleton
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obviously it was named
from the ant's viewpoint
to me it's just a teacup
full of sand
no hill at all
it straddles their grand canyon
a crack in the pavement
I block the sun
the ants fall on six knees
to worship me
the primitive sacrifice
of a virgin worker is offered
I deign to let them live
another day
I step around their city
I return the sun to them
no apocalypse today
their pyramid is intact
I accept their praise
and bless an empty sky
Bu şiiri puanla
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