Crickets - Oct. 29, 2025

Gary Hunter
Oct 28
1 min read

mix a bone-dry summer

with unending pails of fall rain

and the invasion erupts

finding dark stages in house

corners and cracks, they practice

and practice their two-note violins

a background noise for some

a sweet lullaby for others

for a few, well

if you don’t fall asleep,

it seems they approach an ear

and serenade your insanity

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