The Cliché: "l'haiku un jour"
The tragedy of haiku as weapons, wielded once a day by a B.
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Monday, January 18, 2010
202.
Softly subtle in
eye's design, immutably
telling me all the
secrets held, through all
the ridges of gentle breath
trembling upon mine.
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