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RC Cicada Days
of ancient chemicals
Our nerves were braided under
She said it just feels inhumane
The greener grass grows
where the wildfires fertilize
to lose this much
With ashes of sparrows
peppered moths and butterflies
ceiling stars that were all
Cause when you leave you know
Ghosts of trees and termites
bloom in the beanstalk
you take more than your love
And if you get lightheaded
when
standing too fast is it from
just whisper
glow in the dark -- hanging over
Just one week of Cicada Days
shaking out the weight
of phosphenes and past salt
we're losing touch
deposits on warm little rivers
that burst from our words
queen sized purple waves
And I know it just feels
And God knows crying ain't
gonna change a thing - she said
inhumane to lose this much
take care but I take more
than I bring
