THursday night – Cikadas

It’s too bad you can’t hear this tree like I did.

THursday night - Cikadas

 

I’m in Washington DC .. its 87 degrees at night.. Walking down the streets I heard a sound that meant summer to me as a kid, an earsplitting, hypnotic buzzing from every tree… the sound so loud and penetrating that i thought it might split my head  head.. it dipped and pulsed like some weird Buddhist chant. I remember listening as a kid.  The hotter and more sultry the night, the louder they were .. as I walked, the chorus hopped from tree to tree as it followed me as I smiled and sweated up the street

 

nite all, nite sam

-me

 

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