Sunday, April 10

Collected Haiku #7

lone person persuades
one sided story has a
simple conclusion

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tango, music stops
sweetie where are you going
band is on smoke break

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oh no brain runs dry!
for the untapped potential
dig a well to dreams

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fly buzzes around
sorry bud, got no advice
keep flying, I guess

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no wonder I can't
sleep, if art is from dreams, then
I should be writing

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closed is a woeful
word, with wisps of bogs and marshes
and wailing banshees

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if you are blinded
then I am blinded too, and
so too are we all

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through buttoned eyelids
we peek at truth eternal
may our minds be nude

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if the clock is tock
ticks like a knock with a brick
likely be sick, grok?

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