Chitter and chatter 
as they climb the bared 
stud and wood walls 
up and up toward the 
dormer windows

Where did they come from?
Are they in the same colony 
or dueling ant armies?

I did not expect to see so many 
in my brand-new shed 
my sanctuary 
my space to just breathe 
and be 
to create, to move 
to meditate and chant

I did not think I 
would be the one 
wiping out the ant armies 
armed with insect spray

I rain down on them
They stop in their tracks
It is all quiet now 
finally