Fireflies

how we've become
the fireflies
when the sun has sunk
past the horizon
to leave a blank
black canvas
for all of our lights
to shine against
all with our own
blip of phosphorescence
of existence
the glimmer
of glamour
in that single second
of light in the dark
the excitement
enchantment
hope and awe
when all these
momentary
here I am's
sparkle in the
nothingness of night
each a star
whose light faded
well before life
began for us