Lately, I’ve spent too much time idling:
There are three dead hands on the clock
The telephone has turned into a rock
All our coffeeshops have drinker’s block.
I’m leaving now
To see if the sun will come and play.
But you–you should stay.
You’re too preoccupied with ceasing my day.
Title courtesy Kiran Mascarenhas, who says these things.
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
Tuesday Haiku: Of time travel and helplessness
This week's Tuesday Haiku, in keeping with tried-and-tested irony, is ready on Wednesday.
Comparative Haiku
In a candy store
children do not wait for crumbs
like I do for you
Bright Light Haiku
For Kiran
Disco-lit auto
every evening going home
I seek time travel
Monarch Haiku
A big butterfly
in the pit of my stomach
dying of darkness
Comparative Haiku
In a candy store
children do not wait for crumbs
like I do for you
Bright Light Haiku
For Kiran
Disco-lit auto
every evening going home
I seek time travel
Monarch Haiku
A big butterfly
in the pit of my stomach
dying of darkness
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