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THE MODEL AND THE ANT
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2003 Poetry sitting by the window
with nothing but a frozen grin
for 2 unbroken hours
she remained still
contained the spasm
and forbade the twinge
a famished ant just went
under her haunch
“Don’t move”, said he
as he stroked the canvas
with his subtle paintbrush
finally, the session’s over
hurriedly, her fingernails
scuffed the bulbous mark
on her haunch, and the full ant
trekked its way home--unflustered
