Newsflash

June dusk bonfire
Sparks pop from a log, mount thermal
swirls
Ashlight lilting across a crepuscular meadow
Indistinguishable from
courting fireflies.
Lovely, no?

Newsflash: Actually, this anthropocentric framing ignores the fact that many lightning bugs burn their tiny dicks off each year, believing that the detritus of your marshmallow roast is the glowing abdomen of a potential mate. Not exactly worthy of a poem now, is it, you asshole?