ANTHILLS OF THE NIGHT Catchers beat the rhythms to heat the dance,They stir to entrap and make delirious;They smartly glance about while victims pranceOn nights of the envious and ingenious. Termites bare their bodies and look obviousOut of their hideouts in search of a fling;Of the listed risks, they are oblivious,For now, they play the […] ANTHILLS OF THE NIGHT By Bumuh Martin
