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The Woman with whom
Whom with which
I have dwelt for seven years
Packs her things into boxes this week
As carpenter ants crawl through
And up the back of my legs.
Once crushed, they can’t be counted by the nest
And will be replaced.
7 years of memories
now stacked in cardboard
Blocking the television.
In three days the boxes will journey
To some other place that wants the stack
But not the contents.
And the ants there will be too,
Searching for water,
Unaware of the meat.
Life praises the vegan
And abhors ...