Bugs
I see them tracking across
A seeming waste,
Intent on their progress
To an unseen place.
I hear, in mind, their rustling,
The scratchy sounds of their bodies.
I think of their scuttling,
Inexorable determination.
Blackened, drawn in images --
Their transformation
Here is one of scale
Or what's beyond.
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