I’m not too worried
about being ravished and what-not
on this dark jaunt up the gauntlet
through the disembodied sounds,
spider webs, and shadowy recesses
that flicker and writhe with the wind.
Not with my pack of hounds on the prowl and alert.
So when something the size of an orange
is seemingly tossed across the light’s arc,
to travel just outside its boundary
I was taken aback
and slowly pondered to a stop.
I crept up, swinging the light’s beam left to right.
There, on the ground about three feet ahead.
What is that?
It appeared to be moths in coitus.
Huh, never saw that one before.
And here I thought I was a nature lover.
I started to walk around them
when something caught my eye.
A small light, in the vicinity of said moths.
Oh good lord, I need to investigate.
I edged closer, closer still,
till I was standing right above them,
a hazy apparition
behind a light from up high
like some mythical being.
And there it was again, a twinkle.
Perhaps from one of the moth’s eye?
Then they both swung
their hairy little heads forward,
and I was pinned by two sets of feral beams.
It seems I may have taken a step
into a non-ordinary reality.
Let’s see how the rest of this day pans out.