john tiong chunghoo

A Cicada Shell

a cicada shell
how like a porcelain
it breaks piece by piece

after a noisy night
the cicada waves at me on the floor
with its legs

A cicada shell;
it sang itself
utterly away.

Poem Submitted: Monday, April 25, 2005
Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 5, 2010

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