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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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