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I sit on the subway.
Someone is crawling inside my hat.
There's an ant on the floor too.
I am helpless ! How could I save it ?
How to save all the ants in the wrong places ?

I am dozing in the grass.
Slowly I raise my eyelids.
An ant is standing on its hind legs
waving its antennas.

"YOU KILLED GRANPA!" I recieve its accusation.
Then : "Granpa is no more !"

What can one do ?

This is awesome!

There's an ant on the floor too.
I am helpless ! How could I save it ?
How to save all the ants in the wrong places ?

I love this and know exactly this feeling.

I am dozing in the grass.
Slowly I raise my eyelids.
An ant is standing on its hind legs
waving its antennas.

And I love the photographic immediacy of this.

Then, there's the 'lesson' ~ I enjoyed this poem so much, Vilmos.


~ Lizzy

vilmos wrote:
"YOU KILLED GRANPA!" I recieve its accusation.
Then : "Granpa is no more !"

What can one do ?

I liked this passage.

Thank You. It's a true story.