Crickets chirp insanely
while beetles drone
like busy signals
never seeming 
to understand each other.

Muffled rumble grows
like paranoia
from beneath their bickering
and arrests my attention.

Luminous streak 
slashes sky in two 
then splashes daylight
into my pupils.

Ears splatter...

Far away,
like from some other land,
blazing mushroom blooms
toward stars.

A million screams
carried by wind
trickle through frightened trees.

And by a half crescent moon
metallic demon
hisses sulfur mist and regret
then bursts 
into the sun around me...

© 1986 by David Bozzi