The Cliché: "l'haiku un jour"
The tragedy of haiku as weapons, wielded once a day by a B.
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Saturday, April 4, 2015
1993.
The gap between is
bridges on the gulf of future
movement. Forward, back.
Friday, April 3, 2015
1992.
Voracious without
direction. A broken love's
compass, pointing in.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
1991.
Returning us all
back to a past that didn't
work the first time round.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
1990.
Reason undercut
by disillusioned doctrine.
Losers' paradise.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
1989.
A game of trial
and error with hearts. Only
fragile surrender.
Monday, March 30, 2015
1988.
Crawling out of my
skin to make tomorrow here
before today's gone.
Sunday, March 29, 2015
1987.
Dancing along the
edge of any orgy of all.
Just waiting to fall.
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