It’s a short night in mid-June
when you see both last and first
light through the windshield but
a good one when you don’t hit a deer.
On the all-night radio they said maybe
Mothman appeared in West Virginia
for just that brief period in 1967
when the Earth energy was right.
That’s how it was with you and me.
The night was too short.
You froze in the headlights
then turned tail and bounded away.
Flicked your dusty wings and disappeared.
I did not see any realistic Mothman photos, so instead I’m posting these two related photos from Point Pleseant, WV (the lower one shows finalists in the Miss Mothman Festival Pageant):