“FIREFLIES” – Poem

We flicker in the moment
like a firefly


jiving in the pixie dust,
throbbing between
the mountains of ice,


wiggling down the rabbit hole,
bouncing off the river styx,


flinging from the banyan ropes,
gasping through
the glimmering skies.


We snicker among
the frizzy flies,


we flicker in the moonlight
like a firefly.

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