Today I watched some ants eat a rotten nectarine.

The ants were obese,

like if you bit into their thoraxes

blubber would gush out instead of blood.

 

If I ever went on a rotten fruit diet

and walked around on six limbs all day,

if I remained fat despite so much effort,

I would just die of devastation,

maybe with a little ant fat on my lips,

warm and dripping from the kill.