Monday, April 13, 2015

from p.1 on Mon., April 13th


  • Late at the drive-thru
    A single sneeze echoes
    quickly flee the scene


  • The little finger
    with extraordinary traits
    he is essential


  • Haikus are the worst
    They serve no purpose for me
    I like emotion


  • The fresh breeze
    Having time to escape
    No one but myself


  • And in the bittersweet
    silence
    I fell in love with what I couldn't have


  • You're sitting by me
    saying how you're lonely
    do I not exist?

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