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a nymph emerging from the wooded floor the xylem feast eaten square to its fill in years of waiting to emerge the more insouciant, wings unfold about its will it’s molted youth, decoy exuviae makes room for muscles to contract, express its newest longing, in a song conveyed which every tree and heat itself buttress the electric hum of love that can’t help but sound, attracts the searching quiet *** it’s finals moons of life in heedless self echoes the aching heart of the tettix in every summers throws with ceaseless breath that love so boundless persists til death
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Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC
sonnet of the cicada
a nymph emerging from the wooded floor the xylem feast eaten square to its fill in years of waiting to emerge the more insouciant, wings unfold about its will it’s molted youth, decoy exuviae makes room for muscles to contract, express its newest longing, in a song conveyed which every tree and heat itself buttress the electric hum of love that can’t help but sound, attracts the searching quiet *** it’s finals moons of life in heedless self echoes the aching heart of the tettix in every summers throws with ceaseless breath that love so boundless persists til death
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25/Neither/guatemala
Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC
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