Clade Song 16

Ants

Ants are my greatest fear because of the size of their feet.  They are always moving the house. It takes a few to get underneath but once they have purchase, they make it seem so easy. They always seem to move my house right after I have finally got it clean and they drag it toward the cliff and leave it teetering. I was able to get one house returned before the wind pushed it over and live in it until it was quite dirty.  On my walks on the beach sometimes I find some clocks from the previous address and I am tempted to bring them home. But I know if I use the previous measurement of time, I won’t be able to ensure a continuation of my life which seems quite important to me today. Yesterday not so much – I even killed my self and used a broom to sweep up the pieces before the ants arrived.  Today I am wondering if the coffee will stop coalescing back into beans. It is hard to drink a cup when time starts to run backward.  Dammit. Little ants are leaving the cup going to the pot desiccating themselves into granules damn they are beans again and I can’t get out of the grave without caffeine.