Cricket, Why?

Oh sweet songs sung in the dreaming hours

Night after night I hear you

Where there should be silence

I am besieged by your cadence

My pillow is silent and still I hear its call

Silence is for planning

Silence is for dreaming

Silence is for healing

Dear cricket with the ADHD legs

please shut the fuck up

so I may rest my weary soul….

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Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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