Cavernous and hollow caves that lead to the woods
Carpenters’ sweat, woods of art, gorgeous as it looks
Art pieces of doors, hard wood floors, now become foods
.
A long line of snaking, cozy, earthen caves
Branch out left and right like icings on cakes
They aren’t sweet but grainy maps of fakes
.
Milky white bodies, red and colored honey
Winged adults they become as they eat your money
You let them be and they become a greater colony
.
Living in the flashy and the wooded heaven
Under the care of the brownish roof of the flaky haven
Drawers of dreams and memories have become the eaten
.
“O, termites, multiply anywhere but not in my drawer
Necklaces of memories, heart pendants of dreams are there
Better live away where you can stay somewhere”
.
‘Though some live in holes deep in mounds
Some underground and freaky hills around
Some in dead trunks and live branches like hives
.
“Live in the forest where fresh trees abound
Trunks are large, juicy and chewy could be found”
Unlike the dry woods of mansions, stone houses of cities and towns
.
“I am the owner of this modest house”
“I will kill you all and let you vanish from my sight”
“Termites of the woods, You are all parasites!”
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