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!