We do not open our lips or watch
Other lips move or see other eyes.
We close eyes on sound, on sight,
Our feet on each other, so the ants
In them crawl against all motion.

Lips shall make a circular sound
On the flatness of ears, busy ants
In feet finding their destination
Which is just the circular sound.

Lips will form ellipsis to let pass
Sound like wind under the door.
We only hear the ants crawling,
The silence of their sounds in us.


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