Front Yard

Tonight I lie under fireflies—    
the pre-summer warmth        
igniting their brief adult life        
       
Crickets bow-drilling legs        
flame auditory mating signals        
       
Deafening cicada chorus      
emerging from catacombs        
of an earthen temple        
       
Bat frequency        
bouncing off prey—      
distant thunder clearing its throat  
amid a flash of heat         
       
This is how I want to go out:      
one swoop—an inferno        
of burn; a falling star      
granting one final wish;        
       
the old owl in the oak      
the stray cat in the wood      
that hasn't been caught      
deer silhouettes in the front yard—      
       
quietly watching on        
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