Dave's Ant Farm

I work on Dave's Ant Farm.
The wages are execrable
But Dave leaves us mostly alone.
Unless I push his big red buttons.
Then we go at it terrifically.
We're like the Monitor and the Merrimack
Rounds pounding into one another
In a victor-less exhumation of old rage.

The only other concern is, in darker moments,
With Dave a little bored or vexed in spirit
With his sundry pressures
He is capable of pouring small amounts
Of sulfuric acid down one of the holes.
And then he's around a lot. Watching.
Eating his seaweedy lunch. Contemplating
It seems, what to do about his mistress
In the Balkans. All that whiteness.
And his dream of metallized hydrogen.

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Info: joe mahoney: song, guitar, sing
bridget matros: guitar, sing
zachariah hickman: bass
robot: drumming

     I am a software exec. and I do secret internet foo. I live near Boston, Massachusetts and spend a lot of time in San Francisco.
     I began writing poetry a few years ago in a brave but ultimately feckless attempt to stave off a canonical entrapment breakdown.
     I sometimes write with a pseudonym: Yorick_Nixon. I also write music and play musical instruments. I was a member of Boston noise band Inner Beauty and San Francisco improv combo Senator Buchanon. With the members of Inner Beauty I co-authored a pre-web internet published dystopic novel entitled "Skunk Angst".
     Any spare time I have I read Shakespeare or listen to Bach. Bach seems to be the one thing all nerds agree on. I've lost touch with my culture. Though my friend Janet has turned me onto Cat Power. My only firmly held cultural belief is that Chan Marshall of Cat Power is kind of a babe.

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