Tiny Ships

Swarming over the tree

Tiny ants climbing over each other


Flooding the cracks in the bark


In waves they swoop into the hole


Creating a black sea


In the middle of a tree


Ebbing and flowing, tiny ships


A fleet raging war


On any intruders


Reaching into their world


Their world


Created in the middle of tree


And on one summer day


I watched them invade


The black ocean spilling


Flooding out on the ground

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