Conversations with Death
At a distance, creeping along the horizon I heard a curious hum of the Cicada chorus steadily approach like a wave in the full belly of the sea. As the vibration grew closer it intensified like a like a flash flood breaking through the forest…the high pitched buzzing and unavoidable magnitude of their song echoed in the walls of my mind, eroding my own thoughts so that I could not think of anything other than the presence of their sound…
