Cicada Psychosis #poetography

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!

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