A Plain Envelope by Ben Smith

The stick insect

shaped into stick
before it
even knew what one was.

Like god could have done,
if he was around.

i keep asking
for some kind of
reason

by why should there be?

And there is nothing tongue
in cheek about it

No great ant secret
of the ant eater

The
long road
shaped
By 15 million
Years of
Nothing
But hunger and
Exhaustion

And doing every
Thing and nothing
To
Quell
Both.

No reading

Or taking a woman
To a film
Before
You fuck.

A million billion
Eaten ants,

A small few less
Million
Aardvarks
with filled bellies
of death

And still

We wake up.

Make our bed

Go to work

And sleep
In between
Cause it’s
All so god damn
Exhausting

Ben Smith is a half hack writer and runs a dirty website called Horror Sleaze and trash. He has two cats, one wife and too many personalities.