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Ants in the Sugar
by Joe CramerAnts lie dead
in the sugar,
curled up in
little red balls.
I spoon them
into my early morning
cup of coffee
wondering
if this will indeed
be the end of me.
Will this
cup of hemlock
be my eventual
demise?
In my morning's
awakening
the ants were gone,
the sugar clean,
succulent, sweet.
The coffee tasted
bitter. 10/28/2008 Author's Note: ... from a recent dream.....
Posted on 10/28/2008
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 10/28/08 at 05:17 PM I really liked this! Very enjoyable. |
| Posted by Colleen Sperry on 10/29/08 at 01:51 AM sounds like it was a very interesting dream... |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 10/30/08 at 01:27 PM I definitely laughed at the end...maybe your mind just ruined the taste because of the dream, but I do like George's take on it too, haha...~JPP |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/30/08 at 10:41 PM Well done - the ants really add a squirmy, bitter dimension to this and the wondering if they are in the sugar or not for real. Deeper meanings in the hemlock. Very interesting dream. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/27/09 at 06:37 AM I find these words to be a wonderful concoction of images brewed for sipping to our heart's content. |
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