Gnats

Gnats in the garden after the rain: the chance to use the silent 'G'.

Accelerating upwards in seaming random; like an indoor birthday cake firework, the sort that never lights.

But the silent 'G' gnats are very light;
floating, flitting, never fighting.

All on the same page, the same song, with the same DNA.

Dying for each other, but not tonight.
Tonight is alive.

After the rain, they are live, until they are not.