If we're so special as a species

indeed, have more in common

with Godlike images than any

a one-celled amoebic lifeform


Then how can ants crawl into 

our snoots the same way they

creep dead cats and great ape

just doesn't make sense to me

The ego conks out with its host

And roams a lonely, limpid ghost

Steer clear the narcissistic boast

By honing munificence the most

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