Lightning Bugs

I held lightning in each hand.
I felt it crackle
and tickle my palms,
thinking only
about how delicate it really is.

I could extinguish these lights
right here
between my fingers
and feel the
crunch of so many lives ended.

Or let them go out into the night
to flicker
and mingle together,
each part of
something bigger and splendid.

But now I’m feeling absolutely divine.
In control of
so many things
too ignorant
to make much of any sense of this.

And suddenly I loosened my grip on that
force of nature and
closed my eyes.
The dim glows just like paper lanterns on New Years.

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