red-eyed-cicada

Gabe Feathers McGee

Some creatures sing until they die,
the cicada being one

blase insect
indifferent to fate

singing is what matters
to the cicada

to live life crooning
among the strawberries
in spring
then chanting in the summer,
resonating through the heatwaves
buzzzz
clickkk
hummm

reverberating in the garden forest
like the wind on the sea in a shell

one is joined by many
and a choir of cicadas
roar their pleasure

feel their song
vibrate to the centre of your being

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