Stripes across – slow – the lawn chairs and their occupants
still as stone – refuse to run – is it fire or maybe food
they’re attracted to - shhh! - there they are again –
mother and kits - think they are our friends

Where have they gone? – under the trailer? –
nothing but spider webs and their occupants
- wreckage of some long dead beasts of the insect sky -
once again - sound of the fire comes to life – a rustling
in the bushes grows fainter – night reclaims its tranquility


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