Moon Frogs
Amphibian antiquities from the age of normalcy
Pathologically festive creatures of the night
Verdant phosphor moon frogs bark their insistent mating call
Adorned with talismans, chanting mantras of maroon heroism
Conflagration of croaking becomes ritualized war of tongues
Imaginary walls dissolve in a primitive hallucination
Reveling in the sour, smoky breath of temporary lobotomies
Delirious mating rituals driven by besotted blind instinct
Hopping from one log to another as they founder
In brackish muck, the shore hidden in the velvet mist
As thousands of concealed pupils hungrily constrict
Like squirrels bouncing blithely down the high voltage wire
Deaf to the jeers and taunts of the pavement below
Until light's fracture pursues them back to their lairs
Scurrying for the inky, viscous holes in the soft, cool bank
4/23/16
© Thomas W. Quigley
Copyright © Tom Quigley | Year Posted 2016
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