The Cliché: "l'haiku un jour"
The tragedy of haiku as weapons, wielded once a day by a B.
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Thursday, January 21, 2010
205.
The colors were so
fathomless that even as
each stand went missing
to the eye of its
beholding, another one
erupted upward
to take its place. With
delusions an ovation
to all existence.
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