To a Firefly


Twilight-beacon, fluorescent like

some robot wasp, flashing

across my hand, how d’you find my

digital watch? Dashing?


Its blue light beams, a perfect mate

for the firefly, as through

all of nature, modernity

pulses, through us, through you.






From “Disoccidented” by Alfie Shoyger:


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