High Intensity, Lumen Upon Lumen

High intensity, lumen upon lumen, light

Bounced shadows off the brush in the wash

Moving here and there, in and out, back and forth,

Up and down.  The hiker flinched thinking it was

What the neighbor said, a hundred pound Peccary boar

Boring down, moving through the night,

Circling around, getting in position, ready to attack

From behind and go for the Achilles’ tendon.

The shadows shook and

Quivered with laughter.