The girls are thrumming, thrumming

in the dark & earthen deep.

New wings are humming, humming

to take alight, whilst humans sleep.

"But what-" (you ask)

"What shall the great colony eat?"

Find out tonight!

we blacken the ground

with the 1000 ant feet!

The girls are massing, rushing, running

see the million bright, black eyes

the enemy thrashing, falling, stumbling

within an anty-tide-

These waves hold many legs

& wisdom. Many minds

hold endless skies

together 1 great vision:

The ants arise!