Cicada
Aurora
Borealis
What a racket
My ears
Wanna pack it
In and quit
That noise
Incessant shit
At just
The hottest
Temperature
Sweatiest
Part of
The day
The noise
The buzz
Sawing away
At your mind
At sanity
A psychosis
Via pestilence
A mirage
Of sound
Invisible source
Is it
In
The trees
Or the ground?
Oh please,
Oh please
Something eat
That fucking
Cicaeda
Eat it now
Eat it today!
