The Cliché: "l'haiku un jour"
The tragedy of haiku as weapons, wielded once a day by a B.
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Thursday, December 3, 2009
156.
Onward adulthood
marches on, with the inner
child too often
left behind. Who can
you even really be when
you cut out your heart?
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