They're back
i hear them again.
The locust.
I felt like they were quite for a while, but I think
I was just distracted.
They're amazing things! These distractions that we allow inside our lives.
None the less.
I hear them again.
Like waves of sound over an already active sea. Crowds like stereos. The quietter it gets, the more clearly I hear them. My darling choir of perpetual song. What is it you want me to hear, my chaperons? The harmonies of the cicada is un paralleled. The creatures have 17 years of cohabitation and practice. Only to come to the surface and sing their beautiful song. That song. The cicadas in my head. That is the song that keeps me awake and takes me to sleep. It seems that song, is my song.
The locust.
I felt like they were quite for a while, but I think
I was just distracted.
They're amazing things! These distractions that we allow inside our lives.
None the less.
I hear them again.
Like waves of sound over an already active sea. Crowds like stereos. The quietter it gets, the more clearly I hear them. My darling choir of perpetual song. What is it you want me to hear, my chaperons? The harmonies of the cicada is un paralleled. The creatures have 17 years of cohabitation and practice. Only to come to the surface and sing their beautiful song. That song. The cicadas in my head. That is the song that keeps me awake and takes me to sleep. It seems that song, is my song.
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