Collected Haiku #44

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I'd rather be broke
with wonderful friends, than rich
amid strange faces

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there is no haiku
grasshopper, there is only
starlight and language

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lofty pedestal
words fall to oblivion
caught by kind readers

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gleaming smile on stage
I'll applaud for you, my son
your future aglow

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social media
populace: a small pond with
plenty of big fish

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a buddha would say
something about suffering
or possibly not

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dude, the haiku zone
has waterfalls, rocks and stuff
we should all just chill

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YOU SEEM EXCITED
SORRY TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE
CAPS LOCK IS TOO LOUD

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as figments shatter
this is me unprotected
from a vivid world

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