agony of a termite

i devoured all that i could

in a way that there were long paths

connecting my world with

in which you live,

but then i had an old tree trunk to explore

now you copmplain that why did i do

such a good job

did not leave any trace of tree

but in every grain of my hill

which you rever otherwise

is not that tree always present

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