May

For four and twenty hours honour ants, before you strike the sky,
Transparent, and apparent, that this life must start and end today.

Support The Earth's extremities, let ribbons decorate the globe,
As all the while wild chamomile and wilder flora make it weak.

Next turn it under, clear your throat, let violent disorder reign,
And run this city, creative. A. N. Other; alternative.

Cede this to us and (possibly) we'll all exist and, with clenched fists,
We'll punch the air because we dare enough to spy the sun for free.