Ants Legs

He held the magnifying glass above the ant. Every time it started to burn, it managed to get out from the focus of the heat.

“Try pinchin’ it’s legs off,” said James.

He reached down, gently holding the ant under his thumb, and sheared each leg off with his nail.

Once immobile, the lens came back out, the ant began burning again.

Funny the things you remember when somebody has drugged you and left you paralysed under a glass roof on the hottest day of the year.

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44 thoughts on “Ants Legs”

  1. “paralysed under a glass roof on the hottest day of the year.” could be a metaphor for so many things! Nice to be back reading your posts again. No one quite like you around here. I hope you remember me ?

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  2. Oh Good Lord! Ack! Reminds me: I had a boyfriend who used to knock loudly on the table/wall/whatever and say, “Karma Delivery Service!!!” So know that across the world I’m doing just that! ?Cheers! 🙂

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  3. Oh, gosh. As a kid, I’d play this game with ants. They were patients in my animal hospital. Ugh! I really hope ants don’t have pain sensors!

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