flying-ant (8)

flying-ant under the streetlights.
the flying-ant, on wings so frail.
A fleeting flight, a frantic spin.
Against the night, it battles in.

do they chase the light in blind desire.
or burn themselves for something higher?
A spark, a speck in the midnight 
Briefly held, then lost from sight.

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