MY CHILDHOOD WAS ELEGANT HOMES
TREE-LINED STREETS, THE MILKMAN,
BUILDING BACKYARD FORTS,
DRONING AIRPLANES, BLUE SKIES,
PICKET FENCES, GREEN GRASS, CHERRY TREES.
MIDDLE AMERICA AS IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE.
BUT ON THE CHERRY TREE, THERE'S THIS PITCH OOZING OUT--
SOME BLACK, SOME YELLOW,
AND MILLIONS OF RED ANTS CRAWLING ALL OVER IT.
I DISCOVERED IF ONE LOOKS A LITTLE CLOSER
AT THIS BEAUTIFUL WORLD,
THERE ARE ALWAYS RED ANTS UNDERNEATH.
DAVID LYNCH
