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Truth
Stomach is empty
Weight falling like fat raindrops.
Still is not enough.
Backdated 4/11/19
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:30 pm
Harm Reduction
I don't understand
The way my body reacts
Or how it doesn't.
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:05 pm
Clamorous
The sound of your voice
Burned into my memories
Please let me forget
Backdated 11/16/18
Wednesday 9th October 2019 5:59 pm
You
Ears always ringing.
Anger built inside my chest.
Who have I become?
Backdated 10/25/18
Wednesday 9th October 2019 5:30 pm
A Cornucopia Of Haikus
PHOBOPHOBIA
It's fear of the flood
of fear that flows through me which
I fear most, by far.
MORE TELLTALE SIGNS
We say we're not apes
and yet it's the human race
which shat where it ate.
THE ULTIMATE DRUG
Yes, I'm an addict -
the withdrawals will kill me
if I don't eat food.
WIE!*
Nothing good can come
of our obsession with this:
it will ...
Friday 21st June 2019 10:02 am
Comedy Hitler
COMEDY HITLER
Comedy Hitler?
Freddie Starr? Charlie Chaplin?
No - Nigel Farage
Thursday 23rd May 2019 4:51 pm
Alliterative Haiku
Rhapsody of rays..
Ravine resplendent and rich..
Rapturous romance..
Tuesday 21st May 2019 4:45 am
Haiku written on my walk to work in the Spring
Magnolias in Spring
A blossom falls to my hair
A fragrant pink crown.
Wednesday 3rd April 2019 8:06 am
Early morning haiku
Dawn opens its eyes
Illuminating darkness
Farewell, soft, black veil.
Wednesday 3rd April 2019 7:58 am
Not my soulmate
You’re not my soulmate
You’re not going to save me
But just take my hand.
You’re not my soulmate
Show me your imperfections
And I’ll show you mine.
You’re not my soulmate
My soul longs to grow with yours
Different, side by side.
You’re not my soulmate
But carry me into bed
Set me down softly.
You’re not my soulmate
But gaze deep into my eyes
Swim into the light.
You...
Friday 8th March 2019 4:26 pm
Whispering Winds
Sent my heart away
Carried away on whispering winds
To a lonesome land
Tuesday 5th March 2019 12:59 am
Haiku (Thailand)
Fat stone Buddhas sit
In opulent gold temples
While priests beg for food.
Friday 8th February 2019 9:01 pm
Hormoanal
Hormoanal
I’m grumpy: my boy
says I’m menopausal;
I think he’s the causal.
Monday 28th January 2019 2:30 pm
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