No cicadas singing this wet morning and I am learning
some things about them possibly two of which are that
a) cicadas unlike Gene Kelly do not sing in the rain and
b) perhaps even when wet cicadas are simply not in the mood
for mating unlike beautiful young people in films who
find themselves overtaken by romantic urges after skipping
and laughing through a drenching rain and therefore
I feel that cicadas must not be very much like us after all.