cicada romance (alchemist on duty)

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx validation angle / intensity (I am the cicada) Radical self acceptance (ending) I thought I'd be alone For Christmas this year November's cicadas didn't appear But then I noticed You liked the dumb noise That I had generated With obsolete (children's) toys I felt like a male cicada Singing his song When You flew up to the branch That I was on A fire burning so brightly Can't last for very long Let's make the most of it Before you are gone After you are Fertilized away You will fly To either get eaten by a magpie Or to find a dead branch In which to lay your eggs inside And I'll be alone For another year My only companion my anxieties and fears It felt good to be chosen A preference you selected I'll sing louder every year Until i'm (validated and) accepted (connected) My voice isn't pleasant It's not attractive at all But those who can see beneath the surface (with x-ray eyes) Will still answer your call aesthetics and personalities Very rarely...if ever align Beneath the veneer of being civilized who you really are inside, you will need to find The inside will never match the way the outside will look So I'm not going to judge you Until I've read the whole book Your trash is my treasure So stop throwing yourself away I'll turn your pain into pleasure i'm on alchemist duty today I need species affirming care Give me wings to fly through the air My jewel like motion sensors See the poetry (beauty) in despair