Ants build bridges from bodies; bolts of rigor
Mortis and half-drowning ant clasps.
Like philosophies. Live souls walk on corpses
Over never-ending crisis,
Paving impermanence with a host of either/ors,
If/thens, ands, and first premises.
Rigid tenets. Antennae. Ants lose their grips,
Break or drop from even ant dreams.
Which of the ants…? How could ants know which is
The shore worth death, worth bridging seems
For need of is?