it's path is awkward and has few even surfaces
Rough pebbles and leaves that catch on the carapace
It's inch long antenna flicking and feeling out
It touches roots that rise up like mountains
It stalls there peacefully like a broken down vehicle
Its way forward impeded it's motionless body calculating
Suddenly it's body splits and wings appear unfolding
and in seconds it's in flight as the ants pretend not to notice.
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