light blue dark blue sky peppered stars
the dog lingers sniffs a neighbor’s
pumpkin and music from somewhere
far or near I once loved the feel
of night on my body wanders
under what little light comes through
though I still haven’t found it

Fruitless Investigation

With the light fading, you need to know how shallow it is.

Some limbs grow back if cut and stars paint the black with exuberant death but here it’s squirrels eating pizza.

The wet grass between your toes may produce a giggle, but water up to your knees?

The trick is to keep biting the rope as they pull you from the volcano, rather than laugh, which will be your first impulse.