Is this a shit or is this an aphrodisiac? a dung beetle asked.
rolling and honing this giant amorphous glob
all throughout the dark night until break of the dawn,
imbued in a tint blue hue
heart of a dung beetle beats with its small glimmer of hope.
pushing with its hind legs it prayed.
when the night unveils its shadows,
scorching sun excoriates its tiny little being.
when the sun sets. The dung beetle scoops up a glob,
rolling it with its hind leg.
6.27.2020
Ralph with Coffee 