Cicadas Scream
A hyperbolic punk prose poem statement of purpose
No offense, but fuck the butterflies. And the monarchy while you’re at it. Poison wrapped in bejeweled beauty with sycophantic posers riding their coattails for survival. Keep your airbrushed wings for the magazine covers. Screw your prime time makeover. Drained of bad choices and wrapped in a mummy’s worth of plastic. We all remember how ugly you were on the inside, as ready to stab an enemy as a helping hand.
I fuck with the Cicadas. Rooting in the dirt for seventeen goddamn years, living on sap. None of that nectar shit. Nothing top shelf for a cicada. Until one day, you get your moment. Dig out and climb a tree, a trash can, anything to get you high. Burst out of your former self, that ugly husk. And there you are. Loud and still ugly. Raging in the twilight. Screaming for sex. Love if you got it.
So let everyone hear you. Make eardrums bleed. Fuck the butterflies, those gossamer whispers. You’re a cicada.
You got shit to say. And the world’s gonna listen.
About the Creator
Sean A.
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
Fair Exchange, No Robberies
Dark Memoirs - Index There are at least two kinds of people in the world: those who write this half-arsed kind of intro to a story that looks to separate the rare and the norm, and those who realise it's an overused framing device and don't.
By Paul Stewart7 days ago in Chapters
Comments (19)
I remember Paul recommended this under one of his works, and I saved it for later and only got to it now but boy, am I glad for reading it! I loved this part "Burst out of your former self, that ugly husk. And there you are. Loud and still ugly." Well-deserved TS 🎉 I appreciate the whole writing though, I really dig the raw, passionate, unfiltered style.
Wooohooooo congratulations on your Leaderboard placement! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
I agree. Fuck the butterflies. Be a damn cicada. 💪
Ouch. Cicadas everywhere are up in arms. They coming for you for that pic. Congrats on TS.
How unique. Guess I never really thought about it from a cicada's perspective since I mostly just saw them as an annoyance, lol. Congrats on Top Story!
I love the raw energy and how you completely flip the usual nature metaphors on their head! Your take on cicadas as the real heroes, spending years underground just to emerge loud and proud, is brilliant. The voice is so strong and defiant, especially that ending - "You got shit to say. And the world's gonna listen." Congratulations on your Top Story!
I aspire to be as unhinged as the cicadas, lol. This certainly was inspirational. Congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Oh yes! Much better to scream than prettily prance around with fake-ass plastic fairy wings! Loved this - congrats on TS too✨
Ohh, I loved this! So much! Congrats on a much deserved top story!
Holy shit, I like this! I hear those little bastards in the morning, and they drive me nuts. Nice to hear the other side of the issue... ;)
Congrats on the TS, Shaun! And I'd like one of those T-shirts!
This is a T-shirt I never knew I needed! (Fuck the butterflies, those gossamer whispers. You’re a cicada.)
Congrats on top story. 👏👏👏
Fuck the butterflies indeed! A TS for the cicadas! Excellent!
I feel like this poem ends with a chorus of cicadas shouting their praise and cheering you on. Wonderfully written with excellent imagery.
Congrate To All
This was, fucking first class, my friend. I feel like you are saying a lot beyond that of just hatred for the poor butterflies. I absolutely loved it. If this is what a more unhinged Shaun is like - more please? And looking at you, attracting Johann Vocal and getting a Top Story. You should rant, swear, heavy in metaphor more often haha! Well done, sir!
Look at you getting all fancy with us, haha. Never heard of hyperbolic prose. On another note, 17 years of just staring at dirt and your neighbors, is brutal. This turned out great! Feels like a metaphorical anecdote in ways.
Fucking brilliant, an absolute delight.