Riding home there are bugs all around all the lights. I miss the place where bugs don't need lights to glow. I miss the place where bugs just glow. I wonder why bugs cluster to the light. I wonder why they don't cluster to the sun. A million bugs flying to one point. At what point would the air get too thin? When would they die and fall back down? What would happen then, all the bugs falling down? A storm of bug bodies. I miss bugs that glow all alone. The bugs that glow all together.
I listened to this Ted Talk once, about fireflies that can glow all together. One giant mating call on the bank of a river. How in unison they glow, how it is magic or science or math. And maybe it's all the same, but I miss the place where the bugs glow without light.
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