Death Of A Cricket


Sweeping out the garage
I find a dead
body parts in a corner
so sad to see
anything dead
but a cricket?
such a harmless one
it was surprising
to say the least
one always thinks of crickets
as happy
their chirp
a sound of joy
and peacefulness
good vibrations
finding it in the dark recess
was foreboding
we are now without good fortune
and good cheer
both its luck and ours
ran out.

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