5 – In the Moment

The ant

in the deep grout

of the tile floor

in the bathroom

of the Welcome Center

at mile marker 8

stops every few inches

(for itself a mile)

to inspect

then turns

left

left

right

while I wonder

what it eats

and where it sleeps

and if

perhaps

it ever scales a wall

to see what comes next.

POEM ©2018, Jen Payne. National Poetry Month 2018, #5. If you like this poem, then check out the book EVIDENCE OF FLOSSING: WHAT WE LEAVE BEHIND today! CLICK HERE

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