I live in a silent house
The curtains are closed and the lights are out
The dogs don’t bark and the kids don’t play
The parents don’t work
No one comes to stay
I live in a silent house
The curtains are closed and the lights are out
Not a whisper not a word
Just the nearly silent whirr
Of the silver lightning bug
Its head is flat and on its face
A million lights all dance in place
It has one arm and just one leg
But on that appendage, many pegs
I touch one
Change is on its face
The lights move in a steady pace
Antennae two, it has to speak
And one body, with which it thinks
The lightning bug it doesn’t move
It doesn’t grow, it doesn’t do
It sits for people there
To use
This isn’t why
But this is how
I live in a silent house
The curtains are closed and the lights are out
The dogs don’t run, the kids don’t talk
The parents don’t move
No family walk
I live in a silent house
The curtains stay shut and the lights stay out.
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Corwynna
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