The Cliché: "l'haiku un jour"
The tragedy of haiku as weapons, wielded once a day by a B.
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Monday, March 1, 2010
244.
Through black and white blinks,
each picture rolls together
and apart, while the
music is formed back
with original siblings,
their black eyes staring
upwards, emptily
at the ceiling, seeing what
it is they have wrought.
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