The tiny ants that visit every year
can easily be crushed with fingertip.
December weather makes them show up here,
but I don’t see a trail or find the source.
They don’t make me acquire killing gear
or poison pots – they’re simply not that bad.
Like floaters aping bugs, they mis-appear –
they look like coffee grounds, until they zip
around and make their formic presence clear.

(Magic 9)