The energy this afternoon
Builds in anticipation of some great cataclysm.
Gnats descended at sundown.
15 minutes a swarm through the neighborhood
Right when we go to take the dogs out
What.the.hell.
The dogs don’t seem bothered,
But even I found myself slapping them away.
All over my bright pink dress.

They drown in the pool in seconds.
Drawn to a death they could not resist.
They are short lived.

I feel energy all around me
It catches me unprepared.
Whatever is happening in the skies
Is the worst kept secret.
Everything seems to be whispering its name.
The moon rise above the trees.
In her fullness.
She is unafraid of being the center of attention
In a clear sky.
Call her if you will
She will dance in the spotlight.
She will draw you to her.
like a stripper in a bar.
everything showing.

In the aftermath.
And tedious clean up.
But there is always a $500 solution on the internet.

The end of august