traditional (more so) haiku
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
