Questions unanswered
Lingers in this mind of mine
As I fall asleep
why
Different
You know that young boy who sits on his own
Counting stars while the sun is out
Drawing circles in the air
He’s different
You know that old man who yells at others
Waving his stick at invisible mobsters
Pointing the middle finger at the fence
He’s different
You know that guy who types into spaces
Thinking stories out of thin air
Wondering if anyone can ever understand him
I’m different
Haiku for 4/2
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The first time in years
I smiled inside and outside
I’ll miss you, siren
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Haiku for 8/1
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It is like two sticks
Leaning onto each other
My mind is a whirl
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