“ Not A Cicada ” ~ this tinnitus ~

 

There is a buzz

Said be tinnitus,

A ringing sound

Ne’er holds leave,

Tho has no cause

Save but it does

Till seems a hiss,

Like a cicada’s

Endless kiss,

A grating bound

To drive one mad,

As could be found

Echoes from hell,

This buzz made feel

As would a bell

Of endless peal,

Wants  buried be

Tintinnabulations

And thus so well,

Rather than decapitate

As the alternate stead,

To stop tormenting

My wretched head!