HAIKU: STORM

a firefly drowning
in a puddle in the yard
light submerged in muck

in the last faint glow
we are one, together in
that watery grave

pools of hidden truths
and the things we cannot say
because they lack words

the soft light goes out
not with a hopeful flicker
but swiftly at once

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