the good good grief
of the cricket in my pantry
who sings for the dead battery
of the smoke alarm across the alley
should they ever meet
cross antennae
build a life together
the californian in me asks?
how astrologically would they fare?
a fire sign
and a cricket
the californian asks?
don't crickets have a season?
is this sustainable?
what's my season?
for stridulation?
to gently coo coo
somewhere between a broom and a mop bucket
lovesick in a bed of dust
a fire sign and a cricket, a broom and a mop bucket! strange and perfect and (star crossed?) matches. and the good good grief!!
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